CorruptionGod@Yahoo.com ; NightKrawler/Mike Losik

----The Corruption God----
	
I'm the voice,
Between your ears.	
What I whisper,
Becomes your fears.
That which I touch,
Quickly decays,
No more Days,
Death comes n plays.

I have a form, 
But noone knows.
I look sorta human, 
or so the legend goes.
I may look like
the nerd in your math class,
or the dumb bully
that kicked everyones ass.

I could be,
7 or so feet tall,
Or possably,
No height at all.
Could have hands,
With gold, bling bling!
Or no legs,
Instead some wings,

I have a roar of thunder,
and eyes of lightening,
And power so plentiful,
It makes all run frightening.
With a simple swipe
make skyscrapers collapse,
A simple blink and
your mind has a relapse!

Some think that I try,
Use all my power to be annoying,
But they dont know anything,
Cause I'm not even trying!
I control populations,
it's really quite easy,
Like a pervert with a hooker,
that dresses really sleazy.

I take in the sinners,
thoes greedy with money.
And thoes who cheat,
When not with their honey.
Thoes who threaten,with a knife,
To take their life,And then their wife,

Cut open their victums, to feel
Their still warm inside.
Then take their wallet and steal,
and drive off in their ride.
I tell you to do something wrong,
When you want to do something right.
Like I'll make yew steal the money,
From a bum with no sight.


I'm that creepy noise,
behind in the dark,
I'm satans version
of Noa's arch.
Saving the souls,
of the damned.
A small ar-e-a,
All condemned.

My porpose in life,
Ta make you uneasy.
No matter how prepaired,
I'll make every-one queezy,
I make you paranoid,
For no reason,
Distract, interact,
throughout all seasons.

I'm the Corruption God!
The altimate form of power.
Your all like puny lil ants,
Amoung a mile high tower.
Your army threatens with a bazooka,
I'll eat it like bazooka gum,
You think I'm afraid of a gun?
When I was one, I found thoes fun!

As a kid, I'de laugh at people's ends,
I was always called a wierd lil boy,
I used corupses as my only friends,
And their body-parts as my favorite toys.
I was once joyious,
So I gave ya'll a lil spook.
I sparked a finger,
but ya'll called it a nuke.

Some say I'm bad luck,
I dont really care,
I dont give a fuck,
Mess with me if ya dare.
I'm not friendly.
Some say I'mma curse
I always say I'm not,
Yet they still dispurse.

I wanna be cool,
I wanna be your friend,
I may cause it,
But friends to the end?
See that cloak? 
That demon that's thin?
Carrying his sickle,
That's my good friend Grim.

Yeah, he's famous.
Grim the Reaper. 
Slays the touble,
And remains the keeper.
Look for the blackest soul,
I'll always turnup
Dare to contact me,
And I'll make you Corrupt!

I'll tangle the chain,
Of a girl on a fast bike.
I'll knot up the shoes,
Of an old man on a mountain hike.
I'll stop the jet engine,
Of a high leveled plane,
or strand a person on the tracks, 
and disable brakes of the train.

Dont underestimate me,
I'm stronger then ya think.
I can kill ya,
before ya can blink.
Screw over the Corruption,
Death has you, you flirt
A second later you'll find,
Your in a box in the dirt.

I make your destiny,
There is no escape
I corrupted your dream,
This is your new fate.
Mess with me, 
I'll growl n make thunder.
The next time we meet,
We'll meet six feet under...