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The person in the mirror isn't who I'm supposed to be
The figure in the mirror isn't who they see at dawn
I wave a hand they take a stand to try and make me flee
All i know: I've got a purpose and a job
Family treads light on the playful banter
While the hand grips tighter on Maslow's hammer
I've been dancing circles round the answers that are hidden by the chancellors
Brandishing a torn banner met with fevered terror
The way the sand drops in an hourglass
I drop to my knees
They say its all gone to plan
Our hands collectively bleed
Wash the sins of the other with some scotch and a feast
Forget the past am i a man or the beast?
I do your bidding cause i know no other path
Fearful of the acts that have started their first draft
Call to mass your followers i will slaughter with solace
Solving problems with no knowledge of the callings or the conquest
Crushing objects that will cause the solid state to be lawless
My honor lost in the process cannot remember the concept
Pawning off my concoctions of anger formed into toxins
Objective: vomitous monster i was birthed to accomplish
I've seen all the universes, you've stared at my blade
I've gazed into the eyes of god, you've prayed to be saved
We are nothing but a speck in the expansive crusade
Pebbles aimless rolling round in the glistening cave
I've come equipped with a talent to per sway the unswayed
But even then im a solider, morals effectively gray
They will lie in my face, declare their powers are too great
I will be the master of my own fate
Post haste.

Ask any of my fellow man I've been through hell and back
Walked through trails of ash, parties lost within a flash
Blades and bones start to crack
I am the one who dawns the mask
Would rather perish with a blast than have the tower paint my epitaph
Converse with snakes lure the green to the edge
Where they can solemnly pledge
Never succumb to the bends
They will learn that a friend is just a means to an end
And they will meet their own end if they try and bark up my fence
Dogs following their master; what a good boy.
A foolish little ploy to think that you can bring joy
Heroism mislead
Clock ticks, bring heads
Spot hit, lot dead
But the tower's hungers fed
Come to my door step, ill give you 4 seconds
Run back with your peasants
You don't want to learn this lesson.
When you learn what you are try not to look so slack jawed
Abandon all hope ye who click on the pocket watch

When you learn what you are try not to look so slack jawed
Abandon all hope ye who click on the pocket watch

When you learn what you are try not to look so slack jawed
Abandon all hope ye who click on the pocket watch

When you learn what you are try not to look so slack jawed
Abandon all hope ye who click on the pocket watch

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