The prose of paranoia poses as a pandemic
Demons pull on my heartstrings
Fate operated the gears of my brain
Arrogance empowers brain dead beings
They won't let me rest until I'm field dressed in vein
Battery acid pumps through every muscle
Here's your chance to reduce this empire to rubble
Gathering senses as I make it to the huddle
If it's up to them my eradication will be subtle
Pitchforks and torches illuminate the night sky
Hordes of d**h follow the trail of every lie
They're on my tracks and fate won't be denied
I'll be lucky if I make it out of this one alive
A steadfast predator turned to fleeing prey
Crossing lines of encroachment paybacks met us for the day
The hunted are those with a guilty conscience
The hunted we are awaiting are life sentence
Karma just laughs as he plans his vengeance
Karma f**s life like his mistress