I Think It's Time That I Emerge

Check it, I'll teach you a lesson

My weapon's my voice

And my voice is my blade

But there's no imitating my brain

You can't fathom the pain

If you tried to inhabit my mind for a moment

You wouldn't, you shouldn't

You couldn't last seconds inside of it

I did it, I admit

I did it all knowing side-effects

Now my affliction's

I suffer from visions of

Things that were written

But my disposition is meaningless even

If I know the sequences

King of the Demons, no stranger to weakness

I've studied the meaning of meanings

Been meaning to see what the reason is

Demon-strate, wait I mean

Demonstrate all of the anguish I feel

Through the ones that I vanquish

'Cause I am the hated but lacking

Of hatred or any emotion, commotion

Or chatter not that it matters

But I've got some matters to tend to

Depending on my mood

I might hit you back, but if not

Don't be mad

Understand that I'm not obligated to respond

If I am not interested or if I'm occupied

Like all my time nowadays

See, it's great but the weight of

The stress presses into my chest

Life keeps testing

I draw on the paper and don't give it back

I'm through helping out and

I'm done giving back

And I can't hold it back

The frustration keeps taking away

From the vague little

Patience my brain had mistakenly left in me

No turning back it's out of the question

You can't disappoint me if I leave

You anything short of expectancy

I am the Reaper, I only bring death

I don't even know what else

You'd ever expect of me

If there's a problem

You probably don't want a problem with me

XI I I The Reaper

Releasing the misery of the obscene

If there's a problem

You probably don't want a problem with me

XI I I The Reaper

Releasing the misery of the obscene

Lapping and lapping and lapping and lapping

Around you with such repetition

I just brought it back

Back for a second for just a few seconds

Concealing your fate with a message

1080 HD and 1080 the wrist

With my finger extended

See, OmenXI I I is not shy of a menace

I am the half-hearted demi-god

Nihilistic from the depths

I brought death and then I

Made a promise to myself the misfit

Continue to leave my surroundings as lifeless

As the place I live

Now my perspectives grim and that's

All it will ever be, all of eternity

Bitch, I've been certainly

Working with urgency

Hurting deservingly anyone irking me

I speak these words, leaving burns

Exceed third degree

I stay inside but emerge for emergency

Currently, certainly, perfectly

Serving a verse and conserving this currency

Worst of the worst is they say I'm a jerk

Yeah, I'm never concerned if you eat

If you breathe, what you think, what you see

So please don't take it personally

I am the reason you've been losing sleep

Can't keep counting these sheep and

Expect to see dreams

OmenXI I I, still out of your reach