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What is happening?
I don’t understand??!
Shutting down, dreaming, feeling like murdering
His final descent into madness
Walking in a haze
Dream-like, all seems ethereal
Final stage of the awakening
Now he cannot deactivate
He will only regain
Consciousness
When his target is terminated
His final descent into madness
Slaughtering scores of the innocent
Final descent into madness
By design of his tormentors
He is arriving at the congress
With blood soaked hands
Lives were laid to waste
To add to the shock of the press
Children and old
No one was spared
In his bloodstained face, tears could be seen
Vacant eyes crying tears of death
Amongst the dead lie some scientists and political activists
No one will remember then five years from now
Now they all lie dead
They all lie dead