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Look at you, not credible, dripping usurpation
Although you pretend that you’re surfing on our oceans
You’re wading in the pond of your pitiful dreams
Every tributary of your lies reveals a river of deception

No fame comes from deceiving the fools
Past the mist and there’s no one left for you
Justice will be done, sooner than later
Don’t blame me then if I start to smile

Hidden inside you
Playing the god
Inside your void
Behold the desolation

Everything that you say sounds like emptiness
There’s no room for trust in your deserted shell
When people will open their eyes and see what you are
I’ll be there to see them set fire to your pyre

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