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Moment
I have become the warrior of the moment
I have turned into the freak of torment
I see the nightmare coming, the irresistible force
I see it fracture the atmosphere and watch nature take its course
I navigate around this splinter and go on a destiny run
I hope to avoid and won’t need a gun
I will find the moment
the moment of fight
the moment of sight
the moment to lie
the moment of life
and the moment of death
I know that I’m constantly being tested
and I will provoke the beast within to make it interested
I hope it goes wild, blood drunk and vile
all I want it to do, is to reduce it to a pile
Survival brings its own demons and meaning
and some of us are just animals without thought or feeling
you know when someone’s going to die,
its that moment You get the horrible sick sensation
as you look on, you see the death throw
and you know
that you can’t do anything about it
The moment has found me
the moment of fight
the moment of sight
the moment to lie
the moment of life
and the moment of death
Blood soaked on internal deep torment
I find that, I can turn the scream into external glory
and now the new found chi,
has created an equipoise
Where nothing can fall or get sour
giving me the recalled power
I hope to contaminate your emotion
and see you collapse in the black of your ocean
shattered and infected in the heat of the motion
my lie turns you cold leaving nothing but destruction
believe it or not you just witnessed an induction
the dead snow falls on a mountain of evil
and freezes it out from the black of your heart
Now my condition doesn’t mean that everything is so profound
my condition could be a design to help me sense my surround
I hope you get infected, and it follows you all the way to hell
now I hope this tension will push you into a cell
I reflect back to the moment
the moment of fight
the moment of sight
the moment to lie
the moment of life
and the moment of death
now you are frozen
unable to respond empty and done
your soul has been drained
from the cleverness that was trained
like a snake that has bitten its victim
you wait for the poison to take hold
and watch the animal fold
Born from the battle
there is a requirement to be ready for the next resident
and god only knows what it will host
evil goes beyond emotion and can pop up in moment
So be ready for the torment
I have turned into the freak of torment
I see the nightmare coming, the irresistible force
I see it fracture the atmosphere and watch nature take its course
I navigate around this splinter and go on a destiny run
I hope to avoid and won’t need a gun
I will find the moment
the moment of fight
the moment of sight
the moment to lie
the moment of life
and the moment of death
I know that I’m constantly being tested
and I will provoke the beast within to make it interested
I hope it goes wild, blood drunk and vile
all I want it to do, is to reduce it to a pile
Survival brings its own demons and meaning
and some of us are just animals without thought or feeling
you know when someone’s going to die,
its that moment You get the horrible sick sensation
as you look on, you see the death throw
and you know
that you can’t do anything about it
The moment has found me
the moment of fight
the moment of sight
the moment to lie
the moment of life
and the moment of death
Blood soaked on internal deep torment
I find that, I can turn the scream into external glory
and now the new found chi,
has created an equipoise
Where nothing can fall or get sour
giving me the recalled power
I hope to contaminate your emotion
and see you collapse in the black of your ocean
shattered and infected in the heat of the motion
my lie turns you cold leaving nothing but destruction
believe it or not you just witnessed an induction
the dead snow falls on a mountain of evil
and freezes it out from the black of your heart
Now my condition doesn’t mean that everything is so profound
my condition could be a design to help me sense my surround
I hope you get infected, and it follows you all the way to hell
now I hope this tension will push you into a cell
I reflect back to the moment
the moment of fight
the moment of sight
the moment to lie
the moment of life
and the moment of death
now you are frozen
unable to respond empty and done
your soul has been drained
from the cleverness that was trained
like a snake that has bitten its victim
you wait for the poison to take hold
and watch the animal fold
Born from the battle
there is a requirement to be ready for the next resident
and god only knows what it will host
evil goes beyond emotion and can pop up in moment
So be ready for the torment
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