Sane To Be Insane

Evoke the power of Satan
Have him use thy body to help succeed in what I want, desperate, need the power
He took their lives, and I shall take his
Slit his throat, cut his heart, show him what has taken thy mind

I am not mad
But to question thy sanity
It is a possibility

He hunts me
But once he finds what he is searching for
The surprise of thy mind shall over power him
Death shall rise, take him over, by my hand

I know I am not mad
But to question thy sanity
I do to much

But the anger over whelms, revenge seeks thy mind
The blood he made fall
Will be replaced by thy hand
His heart beating, pumps blood to the floor
From the wound I made

Knife strikes his throat, blood spurring all over
Still not satisfied
Take the knife
Dismember his arms
His arms that lead to his hands, his hands that murdered
Cuts of hatred to his legs
His legs that lead him to that house, house full of innocent people
Stab his eyes
His eyes that saw, saw them die, yet he feels no sympathy, for let him see, with no pity
Sew his mouth
His mouth that said words, words that lie, to the ones who believed, the ones who trusted
Cut off his ears
His ears that did not listen, that shut out what was right, that never heard anyone but himself
Cut open his brain and mind
His mind that let him, let him do this, that held every detail, ever last thing needed to be done
His mind that showed him, and told him, what it thought was great
His mind that took him, took him there, for his mind is what lead to this

I still know I am not mad
But to question my sanity
You will be next
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