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I am the shape that's in your room that watches over you.
I am the needle in your heart - your disillusioned God.
I am God, I am fate, I am all the sins you make, yeah - hate.
I am black, I am white, I am the blood upon the knife, yeah - hate.
Since time began I made a vow to drag you underground;
To steal your soul of purity and watch you waste away.
I am pure, I am right, I'm the God that makes you fight, yeah - hate.
I am life, I am death, I will steal your final breath, yeah - hate.
I prey upon your brocken dreams your weakness gives me strength.
I'm laughing at your silent screams I'll crush you with my hate.