I am not weak
I'm not those who came before me
I have bodies in my history too
Casualties from the war in me
And if you think you can raise your fist
I was raised in fight
I am the very reason
That monsters lose sleep at night
I am that thing
That kills what's under your bed
I'm the ghost of Christmas past
That voice that's in your head
And if you think you can break me
You should probably think again
The devil is afraid of me
I'm a fight he cannot win
I loved the sinners
I loved the beasts
Ive kissed evil on the lips
And made it love me
I have tamed the things
That go bump in the dark
If you raise your hand at me
I'll tear you apart
Those girls they aren't jealous
Just a little relieved
They have been praying for karma
And God sent you me













