I am the light, the judge, your tonic
I will erase your abscess
heal your wounds
take my hand, strip your soul
and follow me to your public purgatory
I ask the questions
you never dreamed to hear
gentle genius - if you believe
inquisitor if you refuse to face the tasks
I am your instinct, your fear, your pain
I love your anger, your malice
your lack of restraint too
I appreciate your sorrow
I am greedy of your tears
I am the one who holds your hand
prepare to fall
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I power down your brain
I guide you to your darkest hour
I am the Cyclops, the omniscient eye
I push you to the limit
I push you further on
and you will be so willing
to lose your temper
I am the master of malicious gossip
the demon with the sharpest tongue
I am the understanding,
the bringer of revenge
your private bright messiah,
your public absolution
I am the monitor, the camera, the microphone
I am The Lord your God
and you shall have no other gods
before Me! |
