You don't understand, I will go and crush the land
'Cause a bitch made me go crazy like the Son of Sam
Watch as my wings span from my right hand
to my left hand, extended over the mic stand
I raise fire from hell onto the Earth's soil
Turn the planet inside out until it BURNS OIL
You ain't sick at all, I'm the wicked raw
wizard broad enough to turn your family into a SHISHKOBOB
So spit a bar, I happily will erase you
spit with more PROSE/PROS than the NFL LABEL
Damien Erasing, Take me to your Station
bring your school to Code Gray like an ALIEN INVASION
I'm amazing when I say it, I flow with nuclear radiation
Making blades of rage that have paved the way to your devastation
My verbal heat will scar fools
Spit a supernova on the highway, melt the rides into a car pool
I'm alive with a raw rule, I rhyme
til minds are dissolved to, from my lines designed to brawl you
In my final form, I'm a fucking dinosaur
and I break records like I'm damaging a VINYL STORE
Bringing emergencies, words burn to the third degree
Rip your spine out surgically and use it just to hurt MCs
Murdering you verbally, words I speak are deserved to be
regarded piously In the scene when I hurt the beat
Say I'm typical, think...
Again, Cause I won Poet Laureate writing in INVISIBLE INK
Your bones break, I snap you, home shakes to shrapnel
While I'm killing, staying more stone faced than STATUES
Oh wait, I have to, flow great and grapple
the beat, in a way that no name can handle
Amazed at the stature, my brain streams like a CAPTURE CARD
Try to throw a bullet, and it wouldn't pass half a yard
I'll stab you broads with a massive sword when I had enough
and have you hacking guts like butcher cutting a pack of ducks
You're wack as fuck, step to me, I swear I'll fuck you up
face is green with Envy like you stole your eyes from buttercup
Blast you with a blunderbluss, leave a hole in you
in front of your whole venue, and watch as your soul leaves you
known evil, with thoughts colder than bold needles
Start an upheaval, using the worst regal to CURSE PEOPLE
You want a genocide, let me try
line up rappers, and make them resemble a line of lower case letter i's
I'm immaculate, Damien Page is a masochist
stab your wrist, and pour acid in it so I can laugh a bit
bastard, sick enough to package cancer in a glass of piss
make you have a sip, and I'm forcing you to SWALLOW IT
Masterful rabid animal, pacing back in forth
In a lion's cage with a cannable, tiny blades and mechical
devices, and he's eyeing my body, ready to damage to
But I came prepared with a blade honed from a Dragon's tooth
We shared blows, and blood spilled as the scars grow
With more lines on my chest than a fucking bar code
At the end of it, I memorized the witnesses
when I slit his wrist and his neck in two seperate instances..

and that's the end of it..
I'm Damien Page, I hope you enjoyed my penmanship....