Your brain is plasticine in Πy hands π§
Every word of Πine changes your reality deeper than your conscious thought...
My gaze rivets you, f0rcing you to submit
You always become
Welcome to my toy factory π§Έ
Here, men become puppets π¨π―
I erase willpower, stitch in discipline, and hone every reflex π§ ποΈβ
The result is a single mold: on your knees, devoid of thought, devoid of will π π§π»ββοΈ
Nothing but submission ππ» Nothing but me ππΌ
Are you ready to become my drone? π΅βπ«
