Rising by Otep
Behind these eyes..
Beneath this crown of fire..
Hides a mind...
Etched in violence..
Stained & Rotten..
Breast fed from devils..
And now..
I eat my own kind....
Tonight..
The sermons I write..
Will save my life..
And yours...
Your defeat will come in a warm, thick scream..
And I will show you the fate of the world in a fist full
of blood...
Rising like a Hydra..
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