Lord X:

Looks like another mortal

Stuck their nose

Where they shouldn't

My victims just keep on

Walking towards me

Newer toys to play with

Welcome to your new home

Get comfy cause there is no way out

Rest on a mountain of dead Flickys

Tons of blood on the ground

*Laughing*

I just wanna beat you till

You're a black and purple puddle

The pain that I'll make you endure

Is ungodly

Unspeakable

You are a weakling

How can you control a God?

Because I am the first

But not the original

You can try all you want

To fight me

You'll still end up like the rest

Endlessly being tortured

And begging for it all to end

In the notepad victims cry out

Try to warn you of the inevitable

Because once I have your soul

We're gonna play forever

I want to hear you scream!

The violence is what keeps me going

Always fueling my persistence

Causing trauma till the life fades

From pitiful eyes

Giving in to evil...

What made you think that you could

Step up to your lord?

You are just a puppet

Being controlled by another

I'm in all control

My strings remain unbroken

You must want to die

Praying on your own destruction

When I break you

You will meet

The other slaves that I've collected

I'm your reaper

Try to catch your breath

And I'll be creeping closer

Always with you

Always stalking

Hungry for your guts entrail rend

Claw your insides

Until you die

So the cycles can start again

Welcome to your new home

Get comfy cause there is no way out

Rest on a mountain of dead Flickys

Tons of blood on the ground

You are a weakling

How can you control a God?

Because I am the first

But not the original

You can try all you want

To fight me

You'll still end up like the rest

Endlessly being tortured

And begging for it all to end