Mids the Calamitous (Skit) ft. B1G D06 N0153 Lyrics

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Synthos, my child, you've seemed off beat lately

Or perhaps you've simply been drinking too much

Try as many times as you'd like, in however many forms you wish

The result will be the same

Run, hide, find safety

I will always appear when you least expect it

I am Mids the Calamitous, Devourer of Rhythm, Reaper of the Lonesome

You, my old friend, are truly alone

It is and has always been you and I at the end of time

Now, the clock struggles to tick

It appears your story is reaching its end

Rhythm shall perish alongside you