Fear My Touch (Death Note)

Yeah, Uh

The world is rotten
Man is kind when there's no better options
Made the laws up just to find the problems
When the social contracts redefine our conscience
Put a silver bullet in these monsters
Hate to see power like this end up squandered
I write the name, then the fate that I've conjured
Rewrite the earth in my image, and look down in wonder
In the dark the come with open arms
I know I lit the spark, now they've been blown apart
With every inked remark, I make a broken heart
I'm gonna bring the flood, my pen like Noah's ark
I know my chosen path I'm a martyr
They say I go to far - I go farther
There ain't a blow or mark in my armor
Watch every piece I've played like Sonatas
You wanna know what's like in the darkness
Load up the ink in my pen like a cartridge
I be the one to select like I'm Darwin
Feel like a artist, way I'm correcting mistakes in the margin
Only want justice if you're not the target
Morals are black until I turn them scarlet
I pave a way through the pain and the carnage
They need a god and a god they've been granted

Spotlight, drifting
Hoping that I drown
And the- Dark eyes
Shifting
Pull me further down

Front lines, front lines in the war (in the war)
They can- run like, run like never before
And I feel the rush
All should fear my touch

Uh, fear my touch they acting haphephobic
Tears of blood, the world they see is hopeless
Years to come, they all will see my motives
Script is set, I'm just the one who wrote it
Justice the medicine, I upped the dosage
Call me your Seraphim - Apotheosis
They all been questioning - know that I noticed
I bring the plague to these sinners like Moses
Watch 'em drop like ring-a -ring-a-roses
Man and god - a living symbiosis
Storm the rocks 'til sins have been eroded
Lay them bare and let them all expose it
Others plant the seed, but I will grow it
Man is sick I'll be the diagnosis
Overthink I need no time to process
Watch 'em as they grieve their final moment
I am the god of this Earth
I am the one they deserve, look at my body of work
If they 'gon follow the herd
Then the shepherd be willing to honour their words
Reforming their faith like the protestant church
Let all the hatred be lost in the purge
They know I'll be their Light through the fog and the murk
I'll be their Light in the shadows
I'll be their Light when they're drawn to the gallows
Hand cross the keys, we can talk like pianos
Lay out their fates in the cards like a tarot
I got a page, and the paper my ammo
Straight through the heart like an arrow
I leave them all up in smoke like tobacco
Your justice is narrow 'cus they wanted god,
But their hopes are too shallow

Spotlight, drifting
Hoping that I drown
And the- Dark eyes
Shifting
Pull me further down

Front lines, front lines in the war (in the war)
They can- run like, run like never before
And I feel the rush
All should fear my touch