I wake up at night to strike with claws and teeth showing
Haunt your dreams while you sleep as a wolf in sheep’s clothing
A God that’s demented, the scent of the dead is how my body’s presented
Gargling venom mixed with flames and spitting it hot on a reverend
I’m Shot and resented by angels with arrows off on a vengeance
Till I rip them limb from limb, dip them in lava pots and behead em’
Mind’s awfully inventive with meals and I heard virgin’s the nicest
Get girls that’s the ripest and eat their “pussy out” with some Herbs N some spices
Causing numerous crisis since King Cyrus with no nuclear devices
Think Back to Europe infecting people with my bubonic iris
Blood’s streaming with ices and viruses but never die from a sickness
So I’m slicing more victims while hearing unpleasant cries from a witness
As Time’s always ticking I’ll forever rein terror ~never cease to exist
A beast in the mist making you a delicious feast with my teeth in your wrist
Fuck the Peace and the Bliss I’m ripping them to pieces, fuck God’s Visions
I’m darkening the world with my shadow till everyone's lost in it
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My fangs lacerate vital organs, squirting up blood like sharpened katanas
Taking pleasure licking flesh residue off my teeth in scarlet nirvanas
I blind you, searing your eyes out under arsenic waters-
with starving piranhas, giant gators and blood-gargling iguanas
Fiending soakin' in sulphuric acid baths~ soul-empowered with magma rain
Indulgence renders my gastric tract~ full-devouring gamma rays
My hunger shrieks for tigers, leopards, two lions and ten panthers
Werewolves that smell're repelled 'cause I carry the flu virus with six cancers
Chew lycans and spit rancor, infectin' with rapid evolving diseases
Wretchéd as hazardous solvents released within breath & this dragon's concomitant sneezes
Spreadin' his pathogen, oxygen ceases~ a venom-ingesting devil with horns
Who vomits up liquidous gastrics and pieces of victims in fleshless skeleton form
A seraphim's born when I swallow a feather then breathe out- dragon's breath
Basilisks form from the blood tricklin' down as my teeth gouge- Baptist necks
Still haven't built your wings~ heedless, this federation's flown higher
iLL Dragons built for kings~ breed in which respiration hones fire
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