"Men walking on dark street I'll be back hittin spillin their nut sacks, a lyrical barrage, traumatic projections but a joke like a Borat, go catch the light of fame as it is, sell your souls to some blasphemy, but I'll be choppin my demons like a viking, gone rogue on his own soul, I'LL GIVE YOU THE WORST.. REHEARSE MY ORDERS TO PRESERVE, I AM STILL WALKING THIS, ABYSS, KISSED BY DARKNESS, I HARNESS THE SOFTWARES OF YOUR ATROCITIES, TO REVERSE ENGINEER AND SHOVE IT IN YOUR TONSILS CAUSING, BRONCHITIS, YOU'LL BE DOWN WITH MENENGITES.. I AM THE VERY DESEASE YOU TRYNA EVADE BUT YOU'LL END UP BEING AN ABNORMALLY. ©Akhil Kael "