Crazy Eight - Christ Bearer

A perfect perverse prey
A cultivated disarray
In the making?
A fucking august art
An ingenue's heart
For the taking?

You'll have
To kill you
To kill me

The Manifested
Venom in your design
Eternally on your mine
I'll have you spread supine
I'm always one step behind
YOU

Paranoia realised
The angst in your eyes
Sense of security fucking dies
I am your new piece

Proverbial stranger
A binding danger
Proclivity of a granger
I am your discarnate disease

Hell becomes your home
Your wounds start to foam
Disquietude in your tone
You're never all alone

You'll have
To kill you
To kill me

The Manifested
Venom in your design
Eternally on your mine
I'll have you spread supine
I'm always one step behind

Paranoia realised
The angst in your eyes
Sense of security fucking dies
I am your new piece

Proverbial stranger
A binding danger
Proclivity of a granger
I am your discarnate disease

HARRIDAN STEP UP
MEET YOUR MAKER
GET FUCKED UP
I CAN BE YOUR ENEMY
I CAN BE YOUR ENMITY

Paranoia realised
The angst in your eyes
Sense of security fucking dies
I am your new piece

Proverbial stranger
A binding danger
Proclivity of a granger
I am your discarnate disease

You'll have
To kill you
To kill me

You'll have to self destruct
To cure your discarnate disease

Crazy Eight

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