"Beware the beast man for he is the devil's p___, he kills for sport or l___ or greed."
~
It is truly the perfect being:

Its armor is tenfold shields,
its teeth, swords.
Claws in the guise of greeting hands.

How does it sleep at night,
this tyrant -
heaping slaves on the pyre
just to watch ambition burn.

It is truly the perfect being:

ITS ARMOR IS TENFOLD SHIELDS,
AND FROM ITS TONGUE, FIRE.
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Could any being verily bast in malevolence?
As if its indifference might pardon it.
This tyrant.

He is the fatherless,
with the arrogance of a being that insists it created itself.

Tear it down!
When the public speaks the truth - Tear it down!
When the public speaks the truth - Tear it down!

Dissent, and smolder!

Tear it down!
Tear it down!
~
Your thoughts are law, great dragon.
Just spare me and mine,
while I bide my time
knowing you well,
the enemy.
~
Cower may the everyman,
I show no recoil for
a would-be dragon.

What can it create?
What can it create?
The uninspired muse rules only barren lands.

What can it create?
What can it create?
It can't create a thing.

The common man is the consummate dragon -
the poorest excuse of a man.

The common man is the consummate dragon -
the poorest excuse of a man.
~
My chest to shields!
My teeth to swords!
My hands to claws!
And fire...

My chest to shields!
My teeth to swords!
My hands to claws!
And fire...

Now we can make war!

My chest to shields!
My teeth to swords!
My hands to claws!
And fire...

My chest to shields!
My teeth to swords!
My hands to claws!

A t__an against a t__an!

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