In the depths of my mind, a twisted desire spins,
Thousands and millions if I had my eye on one's sins.
Spill blood, turn to fun, torture a million souls,
Would I not care, indulging in my dark, twisted roles?
Empathy? Ha! Absolute bullshit, you see,
Everyone just walks over you, that's the decree.
Kicking and mucking onto what you've toiled for,
No one gives a damn, they just want more and more.
Society's a circus, a relentless talent show,
Where you need to be the talk, or you're laid low.
The richest, the powerful, they call the shots,
But remember, it's a cycle, it forgets, then it rots.
You? You'll be replaced, it's the sickening game,
Again, again, again, till you're just a name.
And of course, AGAIN, it's the same old refrain,
In this chaotic dance, you'll forever feel the strain.
"Insanity?" you ask, "Madness?" you say,
Welcome to the chaos, where shadows play.
Dialogues whispered in the dead of the night,
Echoes of madness, of terror, of fright.
"I'll take what's mine," a voice whispers low,
"Consequences be damned, let the madness flow."
Cackles in the darkness, laughter in the air,
In this twisted world, nothing's fair.
So embrace the madness, dance with the insane,
In this world of chaos, where nothing's plain.
Tip-toe on the edge, feel the adrenaline's rush,
In the realm of insanity, where dreams crush.
Welcome to the carnival, where chaos reigns,
In the depths of madness, where nothing's sane.
Hold tight to your mind, lest it slips away,
In this world of insanity, where nightmares play.
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