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The tribe around me is getting agitated
You might see only me,
But we're more than a hundred...

You talk of pure evil, say the threat is real
Unsmak the true devil,
Tell me how you feel
Let me be your nightmare,
Let me be your curse
Live with the fear,the scare,
And it's getting worse!

Create an other monster,
To forget your sins
Make me the pointer,
Of where the end begins
I am the past,I am the future
I'm here to last, I'm part of your culture!

So I am the terror of your every day
Split image in the mirror,
What ever you may say
I'm the demon you hide,
The akuma in you
Slowly burning inside, an soon shining
through...You!