Raph's Demise

[the Draç]

Six feet deep is your eventual fate.

Your avatar Matt, you then look to create.

From 1-10, I rate, at the end of the debate.

In Babylonian terms, your future is me at your wake.

Blood that drips, Matt's soul is mine.

He turned into a rat, because he chose to lie.

A crooked cop of sorts, the malware then proceeds.

The Prophet Daniel is my Hor, his bloodline is Li.

Here's a small tip, stay the fuck away from me.

Your inheritance is with Hale, through his eyes is what you see.

On bended knee, you eventually give in.

For once give a fuck about your own demented kin.

[Isabel Almeida]

Scary, isnt it?