I Think It's Time That I Emerge

Check it, I'll teach you a lesson, my weapon's my voice And my voice is my blade But there's no imitating my brain, you can't fathom the pain If you tried to inhabit my mind for a moment You wouldn't, you shouldn't, you couldn't last seconds inside of it I did it, I admit, I did it all knowing side-effects Now my affliction's, I suffer from visions of things that were written But my disposition is meaningless even if I know the sequences King of the Demons, no stranger to weakness I've studied the meaning of meanings Been meaning to see what the reason is Demon-strate, wait I mean Demonstrate all of the anguish I feel through the ones that I vanquish 'Cause I am the hated but lacking of hatred Or any emotion, commotion, or chatter Not that it matters, but I've got some matters to tend to Depending on my mood I might hit you back, but if not, don't be mad Understand that I'm not obligated to respond if I am not interested Or if I'm occupied, like all my time nowadays See, it's great but the weight of the stress presses into my chest Life keeps testing, I draw on the paper and don't give it back I'm through helpin' out and I'm done giving back And I can't hold it back The frustation keeps taking away from the vague little patience My brain had mistakenly left in me No turning back It's out of the question You can't disappoint me if I leave you anything short of expectancy I am the Reaper, I only bring death I don't even know what else you'd ever expect of me If there's a problem, you probably don't want a problem with me XIII The Reaper, releasing the misery of the obscene If there's a problem, you probably don't want a problem with me XIII The Reaper, releasing the misery of the obscene Lapping and lapping and lapping and lapping Around you with such repetition I just brought it back, back for a second for just a few seconds Concealing your fate with a message 1080 HD and 1080 the wrist with my finger extended See, OmenXIII is not shy of a menace I am the half-hearted demi-god, nihilistic straight from the depths I brought death and then I made a promise to myself The misfit, continue to leave my surroundings as lifeless as the place I live Now my perspectives grim and that's all it will ever be, all of eternity Bitch, I've been certainly working with urgency Hurting deservingly anyone irking me I speak these words, leaving burns, exceed third degree I stay inside but emerge for emergency Currently, certainly, perfectly, serving a verse and conserving this currency Worst of the worst is they say I'm a jerk Yeah, I'm never concerned if you eat, if you breathe What you think, what you see So please don't take it personally I am the reason you've been losing sleep Can't keep counting these sheep and expect to see dreams OmenXIII, still out of your reach