Soul possessed over stressed
On this conquest you are no contest
I bomb tecs that explode your dome and cortext
The immortal sorcerer wil Force feed you a bloody kotex
Chopp off your hands leave you lying flat on your lands
With a knife in your glands then fire ya strands
The game is death you get slayed in sets
Opponents end up with a blade in necks
Unleash the demons unrevealed for eons
Walking the erth along twisted minions
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