Balance is my kingdom in flames
Doubt is the essence of shame
We prey on the pleasures of pain
My phallus is a totem of truth
It feeds on the light you produce
Hell is the home of my muse
Evil wears a mask with your name
The cervix is a circle in flames
Survival is the name of the game
A name is engraved in my skull
I reckon an end product is null
Behold just a glimpse of my soul
My name is subjected to hate
They fear what I cause and create
The spark of deception is fate
Life is confined in a cage
Precision is a matter of rage
All beauty is subjected to age
We come from the deepest of wells
We dance in the gardens of hell
Ignore all the secrets I tell
Doubt is the essence of shame
We prey on the pleasures of pain
My phallus is a totem of truth
It feeds on the light you produce
Hell is the home of my muse
Evil wears a mask with your name
The cervix is a circle in flames
Survival is the name of the game
A name is engraved in my skull
I reckon an end product is null
Behold just a glimpse of my soul
My name is subjected to hate
They fear what I cause and create
The spark of deception is fate
Life is confined in a cage
Precision is a matter of rage
All beauty is subjected to age
We come from the deepest of wells
We dance in the gardens of hell
Ignore all the secrets I tell
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