"Shadows"
Come with me
For I am Death
Part thy evil ways
From thy soul
Or
You shall be no more.
In the past
Your games were like gold
Then only you shall know.
So now we crank it on
To kill your soul.
The wondering mind
Scares you so
As all your possessions
All go up in smoke.
For now you enter the World
Of the Mentally Insane
Where I am the King of this
Crazy little game.
I play stupid
To all that you do
So I can commence
To destroy you
I shall take you apart
Piece by piece.
So your tears of everything you fear
Can come true.
So now you can enjoy
The ultimate thrill of life
Which is to watch
Your little world die.
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