You tempt me and my mental destructive abilities
to splinter the binds and let hate burst out of me
You tempt my voice to spread my frustration
with your sorry, pitiful and lacking education
You promise my rage so much satisfaction
in the physical joy of your facial demolition
You keep your words simple "fuck this and fuck that"
I'm close to bottling your mouth, my fist will be the cap
You are pushing to vigorously, you better be cautious
You may still be spared, you have the chance to stop this
Tempt me no more, I have reached the end of my rope
I will tempt death with your soul and draw a smile on your throat.
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