Painface Polymer
All the buzzing in my head seems to come from one
singular source: all the angry bodyparts.
How do they think they're free when they're controlled
by me?
I slam the door, and that's when the buzzing starts.
You don't know me. Just hope you never do.
I can't wait for the time I step through.
Taste the moment, its bitter as it sheds.
All the mirrors reflect how it will soon be.
Watch all the pin expand with just a wave of my hand.
I nod, they fall away.
And with my mind in rewind everything I see
disappears and is replaced by yesterday's
visions of Glory, though a little gory they may be,
but that's okay. They're all mine anyway.
I devour what doesn't feel right.
All the buzzing helps me focus on
the reflections, and what they mean to me.
When the parts become one, the time will be here.
Watch all the pin expand with just a wave of my hand.
I nod, they fall away.
Pale one, an abomination.
So much more than the sum of their parts.
When we step out of out weak little flesh-suits
we will gain the power of our ancestors.
I feel the transformation come into me.
I feel the transformation with it's pros and cons, the
Rage is on.
The delirium rapes your head, despite the tears you
shed.
And now, as you take your last breath I'm the last face
you see.
Now you know the real me.
I was created to do battle.
A defender of the Wyld things.
Tarry not in our sacred hallways -
hear the buzzing and know that youe ending.
Watch all the pins expand with just a wave of my hand.
I nod, they fall away
