I invade the hearts of minions who lack conviction
Mass conscription, leave them in bad condition
Bring back suspicion..
Turn labour and pregnancies into life auditions
Illiterate killer wearing a mask of diction
Tell Chernobyl the nuclear reactor is on
Death dealer earning his last commission
Detectives turn poets discerning fact from fiction
Youth suffer a lack of vision
Leaders actors reformed
I'll give them a snack from these guns
They came with cutlery hearing the man got big slugs
But got left more holey than the hand of Jesus.
Between best friends I aim to spark off friction
Make fools think they've got the mark of wisdom
I'm that blunt, please run..
Darkness, the bane of the man from this world.

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