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Coming at you...

[font=Tahoma,Geneva]From an infuriated inferior informed
In front of �his brothers
With damage inflicted to an emotional maximum
I enforce your insignificantly infused infraction
Insinuated: "You are nothing"
Ever dare you try to dismantle the
Foundation I've built inside
These stone cold walls formed
Stone cold halls that not even the devil himself
Could muster up the courage to walk through
And just as I've finished the final piece
To the puzzle I've built
Loud and proud
You succeed in destroying it
As tight as I try to close my fingers
The dust still falls through
Keep your eyes wide open
Somethings coming at you
From the bricks and boulders
To the soot and sands that I built my
Palace and place of solitude of
I'm coming at you
The finishing flag and sharpened glass
To those crystal clear windows
Pierce your every orface
I'm coming at you
The same shitty materials used to
Build that you provide me with
I now do unto you
Be blind through the dirt I throw into your eyes
Immobile from the stones I crush your legs with
And no more from the powder
I form from your bones
I...am coming at you!![/font]