They say look at yourself and you’ll see things clearer
But I don’t like the guy that I see in the mirror
Red eyes of anguish painted on my reflection
This demon’s not me it must be an infection
It’s not in my heart or in my blood or my soul
No longer a human, just a dark empty hole
The evil in me is beginning to glow
This is my morbid life…

… On with the show.

Now what the f**k were you thinking? Did you hear what I said?
I’ll put a camera on a bullet just to see in your head
Blasting through this mother f**ker with psychopathic energies
I’ve left behind nothing but these battlefields and memories
Overloaded with disfigured corpses of my enemies
Darkness fuels the carnage of my verbal sorcery
Flashbacks of my past are always coming after me
My life has become another dying tragedy

I’m the underestimated
Lethal caucasian
Equipped with the skills to cave your face in
Every single word is perfectly placed in
Leaving foundations weak with pillars shaking
Blast the walls down it’s time to get remodelled
Spit words at me, I’ll spit back full throttle
Cerebral shadow dancer
Lyrical Necromancer
I smoke so much I give other people cancer

I’ve been mind f**king your life with the drip of verbal acid
The Undying Nightmare took you home in a casket
I’ve left a trail of blood, but you’ll have to look past it
Cause killing’s not an addiction, just a really bad habit
Now I’ve risen from hell, with the help of Dark Magic
Gashes on your face, body twisted and jagged
Bury you alive and walk away laughing
I’m done with this song, f**k the game, you can have it.

( Lyrics I wrote last week. Feedback is appreciated. Gothy out. )