When the wrecking ball hits there’s nowhere to hide
from the demons who are along for the ride.
The thunder and storm that comes in its wake
will come to a world near you to batter and break.
We’ve unleashed the demon and their rage will rise
against their opponents; those who they despise.
Triumpeting screams from lost power denied;
there’ll be nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide.
So run though you may from what is to occur
you’ll be left in the pain of confusions dull blur.
The screams will subside; victory or defeat
for the victor the spoils, that powerful seat.
To rule and to conquer as it knows it must;
in it’s god does it revel, in its satan its trust.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
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