Rising from the depths of my soul,
The madness of a thousand memories,
The repressed violent outbusrts,
Manfesting their own voice and personality,
And now theyre all screaming inside of me!
We’ve sold the lie,
For the small price
Of my sanity.
I guess my doctor was right
Ill never fit into society.
Infact I might as well play the part,
Keep in mind as you verbally judge me,
I could easily stop holding back and let my dark side rip you apart.
Im too smart, to fall apart,
For the satisfaction of the faction of ignorant invalids
Spewing mindless shit, without batting an eyelid.
I feel my inner demons twitch and I feel the itch,
To carve you up and make the onlookers sick.
Youre too old and slow, and my minds to quick,
Ill let this slight slip, but next time you best get a grip quick,
Ill realease my demons and give you the reality check
A small minded, white picket fence – normal life dunce
Should get! Ill sever your ties to what you call reality,
Youll be one to regret,
One to never ever forget,
What it means to lean
Face to face with a man,
Whos mastered mean.