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Deventter - 6000
...3,
2,
1
I
am
the
Titan
of
this
generation
I
hold
control
and
it´s
so
delightful
The
head
The
brain
I
am
your
sustainment
The
top
First
class
I
feed
you,
human
race
You´re
just
the
rest
You
should
show
some
respect
Behave
yourself
and
I
might
show
some
mercy
Bow
down
Don´t
talk
I
am
authority
So
beg
for
more
You
scum
You
worm
You
nothing
Growing
seeds
in
a
wasteland
Rise!
The
sixty
hundred
men
Were
meant
to
be
good
leaders
Exterminated
points
Whispers
of
my
past
wish
I
rule
the
will
of
an
entire
nation
Immortalized
by
"democratic"
elections
I
am
the
law
Beyond
right
or
wrong
So
vote
for
a
god
In
my
democracy
Still
a
seed
in
the
wasteland
March!
The
sixty
hundred
men
Were
meant
to
be
good
leaders
Exterminated
points
Whispers
of
my
past
wish
Fall!
The
sixty
hundred
men
Forgot
equality
Dried
roots
on
the
land
That
supports
a
whole
dead
tree
a
whole
dead
tree
A
leader
A
stranger
Corrupting
His
nation
So
selfish
His
wishes
This
path
is
Smelling
like
shit
All
they
have
are
plans,
projects
and
programs
I
am
your
salvation
They
ask
for
votes,
I
ask
for
nothing
but
your
belief
Because
I
know
you
all
need
me
For
the
power
that
you
WILL
put
in
my
hands
Can
only
corrupt
the
corruptible
And
I
will
stand
up
tall
and
walk
through
this
sickness
High
up,
god
knows
I´m
the
one
to
lead
you
on
Rise!
The
sixty
hundred
men
March!
Were
meant
to
be
good
leaders
Fall!
Exterminated
points
Whispers
of
my
past
wish
Rise!
The
sixty
hundred
men
March!
Forgot
equality
Fall!
Dried
roots
on
the
land
That
supports
a
whole
dead
tree
Rise!
March!
Fall!
Fall!!
Fall!!!
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