| A deformed mind’s illusion, mouldering his senses, depraves his thoughts
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| A deformed mind’s illusion, controlling his senses, controlling his thoughts
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| I know what you fear
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| That fear is sanity
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| The black worm crawls up his cortex
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| Thoughts no longer sufficient, the parasite must feed
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| The black worm crawls up his cortex
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| Controlling his thoughts, controlling his deeds
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| The worm feeds on thoughts, feeds on lust, feeds on will, feeds on life
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| A deformed mind’s corrosion, trapped and bound to a prison of flesh
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| A deformed mind’s pollution, a wraith of insanity, a decomposing mesh |