Murderous Intent

It’s been a while since I’ve poured out on the page
But what’s within I can’t contain, this murderous rage
No longer bottled up, I’m coming out of my cage

and I’m feeling just fine
but that’s My line
I’m losing time

Yet it’s not my intention
to call upon you without mention

Losing all sensation
Detached in isolation
Breeding psychotic symptomalations

Slicing up eyeballs
I want you to know
I’ll be
I’ll be a
I’ll be A Debaser