You had me to your council
Overwritten with your own pencil
To design your own profile
After stole what is mine
You know what I can know
Strike with only one blow
To understand the reason behind your acts
But what you have done to me is more than facts
Outside stealing the night
Watch out your back or will never find
(me)
Who knows who hides in the shadows
(of the self)
Who knows what fear can do to you
(by me)
Who knows what wait in the next chapter
When I wear the mask of the executioner
When nobody see I'm behind all the courtains
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