| I’m a carnal, organic anagram
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| Human flesh instead of written letters
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| I rearrange my pathetic tissue
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| I incise, I replace, I’m reformed
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| I eradicate the fake pre-present me
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| Elevate me to a higher human form
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| The characters I am
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| Made into a word complete
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| Then I’ll be the new norm
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| Self-inflicted fractures
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| I replace my bones with bars
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| Aluminum bleeding oxide
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| The drug of gods into my pounding veins
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| My receiving eyes exchanged with fuses
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| Blindness induced to prevent destruction
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| Ceramic blades implanted past my ribs
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| To save me from the dues of inhalation
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| I tear my worthless, useless skin
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| Staples to pin it over my ears
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| Non-receptive of ungodly sounds
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| I disable the audio-generators of fear
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| Hexagonal bolts to fill my mouth
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| Sharpened to deplete
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| The creator of all violence
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| Without speech there will be no deceit
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| Baptized in vitriolic acid
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| A final touch, a smoothing of features
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| Completion of the greatest art
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| To cast the godly creatures
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| Humans, once astray, made divine
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| Stripped of congenital flaws
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| We’re incandescent revelations in a world of darkened forms
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| Disciples
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| Come join with me
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| To save a failed humanity
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| Follow the god of cyanide into the new eternity
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| Behold, a sacrificial race
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| In cleansing worshiping of pain
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| The new millennium Christ
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| Here to redeem all from lies
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| Lies |