I gaze upon the hazy shadow of a cloaked figure, chanting arcane drone into a glowing orb. Come closer, son, see what will become. Hysteria, madness, paranoia. The only fate I see for you!
Drowning in a sea of spite and hatred, struggling to stay afloat as the waves come crashing down. Venom and blood soak denim, lungs collapse. It's taking control. Ain't no pacifist gonna save us now.
The only hope for all mankind: turn off your heart, shut down your mind. March to the edge of the mountain's cliff, and be consumed by the power of the riff.

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