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Aftershock 2022
titillating the masses
you sexy beast Rob Zomb
you fucked the she demon in me
madness peaks and I see you
entertaining my fantasy
so close I could taste you
pulses of energy hit me
as gods of thunder enter the stage
in the audience clouds of smoke rise
people press in to see their god
a sea of black as the goth rock out
it is a ritual it is a right
women in corsets and platform boots
fishnets and colorful hair
pierced and tatted back the throng presents itself
the music floods through me
and I connect on a primal level I am one with the crowd
deep in the mosh pit people rage
sweat soaked bodies
show their love for the moment
taken under, the tunes enchant
all of a sudden I feel violent
the feeling surges then passes
I look around me
knowing I'm at the mercy of the crowd
demons throng as they sing their favorite song
a need is appeased
Rob Zombie, Slip Knot, Evanescence
performing on stage
the scum of the earth
will now go forth and spread the insanity
oh, hell yeah maggots
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