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Mercy










Mercy





I'm antisocial/
Damn, I'm so grown/
Because I have my loco/
Moments yet I stand like boastful/
Tramps and hobos/
Stamped with loathsome/
Action, hopeful/
I've cracked it open/
The path I've chose to/
Walk, rabid, lonesome/
Down the rabbit hole of/
This damning joke of/
A world, slam it closed with/
My hands in motion/
To slash and torment/
These animals from/
Anecdotal/
Sources, perhaps I'm owed this/
Acid thrown in/
My face/
It explains/
My lack of focus/
Because my vision's shattered, broken/
Fragile, eroded/
I take laps and soldier/
Around this track and notice/
I'm the master closing/
In on this famine groping/
At our sanity/
Scarred at the seams/
Stars out at least/
As my heart's agony/
Comes in dark, rapid screams/
As its carved out of me/
The hole its parts had to leave/
Is charred, damaging/
I'm marked, asking please/
God, have some free/
Mercy on me, and Im recharged, lashing free/
Gnarled, gnashing teeth/
I start happening/
On art, brandishing/
The karma, Im actually/
In need of, there's no bark fanning free/
From my stark mouth indeed/
All bite/
All night/
Callsign/
Charging at these/
Thieves and vagrants/
Seething hatred/
Leaves me playing/
Eager games with/
Their schemes and crazy/
Needs and depravements/
I'll leave them hanging/
Up like leaves and stray twigs/
From trees and save them/
Before they fall into the freezing lakebed/
Put the freaks in chains and/
Put them underneath the pavement/
To sleep and pay with/
Their lives for their fiendish tastes in/
Evil flames and/
Completed paces/
Preach and make me/
Listen, but the demon's waiting/
Outside of your misleading gates and/
Priests that claim to/
Be the saintly/
Are blind and cant see my bravery/
I'm the beast, I'm breaking/
Free of praying/
To your money, I'm God's fury awakening/
I hear their knees, they're shaking/
Enemies keep waiting/
And feel that reach that's weighing/
Down on you, dont say please or pay me/
Because I'm unleashed, untamed and/
I'm coming for elitists, rapists/
Unlawful leaders, sadists/
Creeps and latent/
Freaks that shape kids/
Into unnatural beams and angles/
I'll keep you pacing/
Worried and beaten, craving/
Release and bated/
Breath; Im here, so be afraid, bitch/

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