DEFENDER'S RAP

• In solitude I silently sit in the sanctuary of cephalization/
• Singing to me are seraphim, delivering angelic like sensations/
• They bring deprivation of demonic deceptive direction/
• But the dauntless devil dares any to commit to my dissection/
• He's the onion's core, suffocating behind flesh and fire/
• Douse my flame with kerosene and he will just perspire/
• Tame my mind with grenadine and he drinks himself to power/
• Without the drink he will remain a sycophantic coward/
• He tries to kiss up to me, but I ain't attracted to animals/
• I'll slaughter him and feast in a way that ain't tangible/
• It's all in my head, I'm eating myself 'cause my mind is scrambled/
• Two players play the Russian game but only one essence is gambled/
• One gets the bullet while the bullet breaks the others shambles/
• The internal evil gets banished while the cognicent keeper's freed/
• Suicidal tendencies tend to the end of the need for theocratic creed/
• To bleed is physical, my greed is invisible, a fanatic of deluded perceptions is me/