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7/25/2019 Threat 1
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Fill your fears with images of me
Remember my eyes staring you to ribbons
Cut by my glare that sees far into the future,
Why, eyes this sharp can only belong to psychos
Worship my gaze, say hello to the void
I am beat only with golden spirits
But lo, none of you are them
And when there is no greater monster, I consume
ide your teeth, they!ll bleed
"y tongue was poison before you could use yours
#at spi$es to prepare% nothing will cut as dull as your blades
And my s$in has been hardened by standing in the sun
And wea$lings li$e you, who have never $nown pain
&hall $now what I $now
'nce your chee$s hit the gravel
And your tears (ll the clouds