Sleeper Agent

By Foreboder

On Old Wounds

Released on December 28, 2016

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Distorted naturally

To an unnatural degree

I could tell you wanted more

By the way you wore your misery

I'll swerve my jagged path

Across your shifting seas

Never has creation birthed

Such an end to all it's means

I am your black mirror

Your twisted, jaded shape

I am the evolution

That you can't bare to face

Show me your venom skin

And I'll show you my prison

Promise me sweet release

And I'll give you a reason

Drop to a finding halt

As you gradually slow

Trying to match my steadfast pace

When I'm better off left alone

So you leave me behind back here

And you run off ahead

But I'm standing motionless

Because I'm better off dead

Chew me up and spit me out

And show me what you're worth

I'll get the last fucking laugh

As I fill your mouth with dirt