Before reading, know that, at least physically, I am not any of these things.
I am the life support Pull me and I will cut short I am the monolith Large scale like an obelisk I am the cold sweat nightmare Bats crawling in your hair I am reptilian Cold blooded godzillian I am your lover’s kiss Equality to nothing bliss I am an angel spawn Used until the break of dawn I am the zombie massacre Apocalyptic chronicler
I am a god I am a lowlife I am the envy of everything and no one
I am a seizure Epileptic freezer I am the heart attack Making everything go black I am the perfect machine Clock work with a glossy sheen I am the jester king Laughter steady echoing I am the trigger finger And the bullet harbinger I am the final breath Sweet, lingering, nothing left I am the voices locked in your mind Screaming at your fiber til you unwind
I am a god I am a lowlife I am the lunatic locked inside a wall-less cell I am the straitjacket Binding you against your wit I am the combat boots Marching through trenches with the troops I am the wicked grin Revealing intentions from within I am a behemoth Locked away frozen mammoth
I am the sniper watching from a hidden place I am the satellite observing you from outerspace I am the sovereign king giving you commands I am the beaten slave giving in to your demands I am the cancer devouring I am the pressure overpowering I am the psychopath avenging forgotten wrongs I am the lyricist writing these horrid songs |