| Becoming wrath, ignore placidity,
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| a taste of faith is earned
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| A monstrous passage is revealed
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| that leads to a world unknown
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| Icons will crumble,
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| brush the dust of illicit books,
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| how grave will be your fumble
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| when you dare not to overlook
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| Over the human panorama
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| of destructive power-play,
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| behind the velvet words of drama,
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| the iron rules will choke the day
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| I am The Maw, my mission’s clear,
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| I devour everything I see
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| Emotions swallowed, my heartstrings torn,
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| I am the great of all conspiracies
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| Revenants of life, I warn thee
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| I am all that you fear,
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| growing inside a tiny office,
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| the worst of nightmare now appear
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| Now you will witness the becoming
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| the up and coming end of days,
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| the latest fashion of destruction
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| is but a man with hunger
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| Disaster strikes your cities,
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| the hungry one now stands,
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| I take the Violence you throw against me
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| and respond with crushing hand
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| Corrupted mind, distorted bowls,
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| a cannibal of thoughts,
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| you can barely grasp the mind work
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| of this glutton Juggernaut |