War inside of me
Assaulting my profane soul
Feelings of self-murder
Overcomes my group of four
A mutant has taken
Control of our minds
I feel as if
I am being
Possessed by
The devil
Himself
Burying my consciousness
Deeper in my own body
Psy-attacks degrade my brain
I don't wish to lose control
My goal is now to kill
The controller to free myself
I now hide behind a wall
It approaches steadily
The three stalkers writhe in pain
I must stop their suffering
Leaping forward it's caught off guard
Through the struggle it fights back
No more pain I want it dead
I begin to slash and stab
To make sure that I
Skewer its head off
I feel as if
I am being
Possessed by
The devil
Himself
