God of
make-believe
In your world
Nothing’s what it seems
Master Of pre-judgement
What do you really know
about the things we do
We know who you are
This time you’ve gone too far
The scar runs too deep
Thanks for the inspiration
To rise above you all
Second coming
Back with a vengeance
Judgement day
Cleansweep
Dreams spoiled by your greed
When honey turns to mud
you can’t succeed
You’re laughing now
But not for long
Operation cleansweep
has just begun
We know who you are
This time you’ve gone too far
The scar runs too deep
Thanks for the inspiration
To rise above you all
Second coming
Back with a vengeance
Judgement day
Cleansweep
Try me, try me...!
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