The one thing I can't control
Noises drilling my head
The air is still but has turned to red
Why don't you realize your own stupidity?
Why do you want me to make you.
The nerves are adamant
Monsters are crawling out
Whatever I hit goes down to the ground
I forget that I am a man
I feel like a demon with human skin
Such is the power of anger
Which makes me question my own sanity
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