Welcome back to shop ****** mop and worn out rock I am now your tourist friend greetings on the other end
smiling devils smelling fresh light bulbs I am the other one sapping violence from mind and matter I am your other
good intent my pal good words for stellar decay you forgot me
no worries my cherished begin again and renew we shall
it's slowly becoming part of the water he's moving rapidly towards clouds of deceased but I am on the move
I'll make sure he knows I know that's what you wanted and let go of give space and leadership you expected no less
he will be pulled along by greed and friends he will see both sides of the demonic coin he will rest no more in shades of gray he will unleash, torn yet prepared decaying but obeying blinking and crying he will separate us.
You've been here before kniving fiend with claw and bow you are seething and timid you watch us from below who are you?
gore my flies and capitalize ancient tongue worth coins in lies burn my flesh and rot my eyes I am here to exorcise... agonize... petrify...