I'm like a shark, ferocious, scarred and soulless carve your dome with a sharpened clothes pin I'm the architect of pain carve your chest with blades, consider it art the mess I make strap me down and psychoanalyze find a demon even the mic won't satisfy far from angels, bars are fatal with a history of violence as dark as Kratos' infect the illuminati eye with cataracts until the muthafucker is blind and that is that kill with a smile, chill for a while stare at the blood after it spills on the tiles punch your chest in, remove your heart, eat it for lunch or breakfast with a bunch of bread sticks I am unrelentless, willing to harm others Demonios Sekt and Shark Brothers..