take a look in the mirror reflections from a dying personality lights up the room feel cold sweat running from your neck when denying you were part of a psycho's brain's picnic feelings gone wonder what went wrong this was supposed to be a ticket to a life free from fear a shattered dream a moral low he sold your life he won't let go how long did it take for you to believe his words were true he's not a new 
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Satan's spawn the broken man will rise again inside your heart you'll find the strength to beat the strain deny your god he'll only feed you pain he's insane tell me why you still deny your god demands you his will is for you to die his soul's addicted to rage to sin to all the things that you fear from within (I don't wanna die... it's just you know... he took my life man...) he put your fucking life in a bodybag possessed your mind make you act real bad he takes control finds the way to your dreams you're the one he wishes dead