EvilA

Here I appear, not a sheer idea,
what my being is supposed to be. 
As I shear of your mental state, 
better let it degrade, 
while you wonder, what is fate. 
The face in your mind,
It makes you afraid, 
my face will infest and saturate
you as you fall behind. 
Lately, I have the urge to purge 
everyone's lives, strife over nothing, 
maybe it's my way to survive 
this boring side of life. 
Don't need a bitch nor a wife, 
I'll just high five my own dick, 
you can say I am a prick, 
but at least my life is sick. 
Once more, I don't need a chick, 
I'll just flip em off, drink your drinks 
and repeat after me, mazel tov. 
I don't need love,
no fame or other stuff. 
Fuck all of y'all, ​​​I am here
to tell a story about the game.
So remember my name, 
as I will penetrate your brain, 
move around what's inside 
and turn you insane,
but don't feel shame, 
you'll get to know why sane and slavery are almost the same. 
They control you with their 
brainwashing game, 
make you run after that train. 
That way you'll never be
the main character
in your own tale, 
they make you fail, 
but don't think it's easy
after I release thee.
Dedication is the only way, 
sin set aside,
everyday another stride 
to retrieve whatever you can
believe is possible to achieve. 
Heave up the cross you carry 
and take it to the other side, 
I'll be your guide. 
EvilA ain't a face, it's a phase, 
one needed to save the human race. 
Think about it, where do you fit, 
what is your case filled with. 
Is it viable or are you liable to faint
at the faint sight of change, 
all of it might, but it ain't dangerous, 
just as life is spontaneous, 
dust of the chest,
what's inside? Your best. 
Digest your pain,
no momentary rest you will gain as you play the devil's game, 
lost in it forever,
can you reach my level,
never, cause I'll remain
humankind's bane. 
The torn that will maim
all that try to reign. 

Life is about the little things, 
endless rings, the songs it sings. 
Emblems for kings,
the battle of gods, 
the thinking of thoughts. 
Waking in the middle of it. 
Don't try to figure out this shit.