Psychic Fetus smiled awkwardly. It was time for it to step up it´s game. It materialized a pair of shades in front of it´s eyes, and fingerless leather gloves on it´s underdeveloped hands. The psychic rock wave had touched the godmodder, and so, it was time for a face-off. A continuos stream of energy came crashing out of Fetus towards the godmodder, if it hit, it would lock the two in a lyrical battle. The sound of a synth growled throughout the battlefield, along with a bass buildup.

Drums hit a crescendo, and a guitar screamed.
"I´ve seen your face in the shadows." Fetus started "I´ve seen your face in the places I wasn´t meant to be!" He reached his hand forward. "I´ve heard them whisper about you. I´ve heard the men in the bars, and I´ve seen the women lock their doors at night! Lock your doors tonight." Psychic rock energy blasting the ground around him apart.