thinking the thoughts I thunk
would make anyone go mad
a colorful a ray of red black and blue
it's almost depressing quite sad
I manage to put on a happy face
a facade of the monster I may be
detached from the norm of reality
I was chosen by God's good grace
to strike fear in the human race
sending the sheep back to the Shepard
except for those that I slaughtered
sacrifices to a god with no name
I achieved the highest record
secretly I wallow in the fame
I manage to put on a happy face
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