the vision the voice
by
the deep fix

i'm the precious secret, the whisper in the air
i'm the ever present deliverer of your torment
the one who does not care
i'm the muse in the making, the sister you never had
i'm the guy that leaves you bleeding
the one with the base ball bat
i'm snug and unconcerned, i couldn't give a fuck
i'm the master of my own destiny and fate 
i forge my own luck
i begin when others finish, end where they start
i'm the inconceivable mayhem 
that tears your soul apart

i'm the vision, i am the voice
let's not forget the vice
i may appear as reasonable but
i'm not really that nice

i'm the manipulating moments, pulling all your strings
i'm the bone crushing defeat
that's waiting in the wings
i'm the perpetrator of your sufferance, draining your supplies
i'm the torturer of the guild baby
you can see it in my eyes
i'm violent revolutionary, an agent of change
burning up your oxygen
replacing it with rage
i make the internet and media, thought control hypnotise
everything you think is true is really
just more lies

i am the vision i am the voice
let's not forget the vice
i may appear as reasonable but
i'm not really that nice