DeBaphomet Copyright 2025 All rights reserved ------------------------------------------------ I'm the ink spill on your perfect page The crack that shatters your golden cage Too loud too wild too raw to fake I'm the earthquake you can't unmake You whisper saint you scream sinner I eat your doubts for dinner I'm too much then go find less Bitch I won't clean up your mess Call me chaos call me curse I'll spit your labels in reverse I'll spit your labels in reverse I'll spit your labels in reverse I’m the shadow in your blinding glow The thorn that makes your roses grow You wanted rules I broke them twice A rebel heart iced over with spice I’m not your monsters not your muse Not your hero not your ruse If I’m too sharp for your soft skin Then don’t come close My temple don’t step in You whisper saint you scream sinner I eat your doubts for dinner I'm too much then go find less Bitch I won't clean up your mess Call me chaos call me curse I'll spit your labels in reverse I'm too much then go find less Bitch I won't clean up your mess Call me chaos call me curse I'll spit your labels in reverse I'm too much then go find less Bitch I won't clean up your mess Call me chaos call me curse I'll spit your labels in reverse I'll spit your labels in reverse I'll spit your labels in reverse I'm too much then go find less Bitch I won't clean up your mess Call me chaos call me curse I'll spit your labels in reverse I'm too much then go find less Bitch I won't clean up your mess Call me chaos call me curse I'll spit your labels in reverse I'll spit your labels in reverse I'll spit your labels in reverse