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Doing the descend, I've been waiting To step into a dream It is, it was, it seems Satan in your stereo, crucifix receptacle Menace in your muddy eyes, a candy coated fear Do I remember me, transcending partisan Hunter and hunted, now one in the same Vast delirium, multitudes of attitude T.V. is your brain Vile, greasy vermin nicotine scars Cheap, lethal bourbon, my refuge in the bar Open mind defended, seen through a filtered lens Gaze upon the symbolism, I wanna know what the message sends Warfare concealed a symbolism, a martyr for your daughter Stigmatised in my holy water, 666 Is it threatening as it seems Sometimes there's nothing left to tell Sometimes I can't understand myself