Enthral lay waste the crops

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You should know by now that I despise you
Everything you are makes me who I am
Through your desperation I narrow your view
I will forever be there to bring death upon man
I bestow you... life
I bestow you... death
Under mental siege, sense the swear upon your brow
I control your every move
Trying to push through walls of flesh
But they are as a fire, and they burn within you
Nothing can extinguish the harsh flames
You are as dry wood
Wishing for peace but in the ashes all is dead
There is no paradise, no golden gates through which to be led
What I sometimes lead you to believe is that I'm gone
Through this I give you strength, only to bring you even more down!
Where you prosper I lay waste the crops
Forcing you to taste the rotten fruits of life
Hungry jaws are waiting to tear you apart
Eager to hear as another cry dies
A master of deception I am
I rape and I nourish the land
You can see me, you'll always feel me
My presence will drain your body... empty
You try to deny my existence, and I can't blame you
I follow your every footstep on this sour ground
I dare you to put an end to me
At this stage it's not your scene anymore
No, don't ask for my sympathy!
On the edge of the grave no one can help
The blood that's pulsating, feel the running sweat
There's no escape, just another test
Observing the movements of all shapes and sounds
The fear becomes more ugly and alive than before
Crippled and beaten you carve at the walls with a stick
You cannot win this war
You'll end up as shallow and wicked as me
Tortured and severed by your own misery
Bow your head, and accept that I live in you
A fire so destructive, all life it consumes
With mocking heavy steps I come
What you see is what it has made me become

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