We hold true to our hearts, otherwise we fall apart. We hold true to our brains otherwise we disassemble. Otherwise we cause a strain in the way. It's time to know my pain. It comes from within, but won't ever come out. No one ever heard my shouts.
No one ever seen my sins. I hear voices within. I watch evil, and preach good. I am a distortion. I'm on another frequency, mortals can't see me. Immortality just a word to fool retards like you. I'm an intelligent beast. Divine entities very easily slain by me.
You don't know what I've been through, all the demons I fought. You can't handle my shit, I'm too much for your thoughts.
Anyways back to the message at hands. We hold true to our hearts, we hold true in our brains. We are lower case g, gods in the game.
By,
Brad Trejo
