Existance ---> The True Evil (Apocolypse)
I'm the fear that you inhale and breath, ya'll be thinkin forever-in-depth,
I'm the blade thats severin-necks, the asshole who never-respects,
I am existance itself, trying to get rid of myself so I can fuckin prevail,
The book that sits in the shelf, the one you coulda read when we fail,
The human race is my very own ant farm, I cant seem to study less,
I'm also the bullet that enters ya chest only to make a bloody mess,
I can think of so many gory ways to die, its like I'm endless wit variety,
My own demention is anxiety, I'ma fuckin constant menace ta society,
Tru fear is seeing fearless men crying helpless, I convert fear ta death,
Im the tooth brush cuttin ya gums on purpose... I can 'hear ya breath',
Severin minds that be never inclined to be clever n fine, I sever ya spine,
Forever Im signed to killin queers when they think, if theres ever a time,
