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the machine

you've summoned my darkness
unfurling madness I spike and sting
it is nigh the note is on the door
do no wicked here lest it be you next

hex upon hex I am Her he came before
too much power for a woman perhaps
but here she is regardless
hear me roar

grievous is your error tread lightly less ye be marked
come into my crimson peace and feed your greed
it hurts to be this fierce but my kindness won't be take for weakness
spite upon spite the paranormal are out hunting
they won't take this shit any longer

are you yet complacent in the Hierarchy
come into the safety of the host
fuck the old rules they leave little safety
we are one horde magic folks
we need our necessitates met

a feeding frenzy is at hand
the meek have a different destination
I am not a cruel taskmaster
slipknot tied in twain

it's getting hotter come to the ice kingdom an d get victory
necessary evil is implemented
time will tell
I'm working on a new prototype always
welcome to the machine

Written by smackdownraven
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