There are eyes following your every move hovering ears sensing what you wish to disprove eating away at your calm demeanor Derailing your search for a grass that's greener evading your sight at every turn vying for a chance to cause concern impacting your sense of true security looking for signs of new impurity Implying an evil that wishes to enter surely that, a mysterious tormentor Reality tends to be all the more cruller Every ear, eye, and evil belongs to one ruler Again and again, you ask to whom you kneel Look in the mirror, you'll see the devil is REAL!
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