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