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My decision is wisest

I am the being supreme

Your labour shall serve

To bring forth my dream

I am created to rule

Your primitive folk

I am the owner of the

Land on which you walk

The glimmer in his eyes

Has turned into a blaze

Thoughts once so organized

Lost their way in a maze

He lost his mind

His heart was set on fire

And all the dignity

Had changed into desire

You are my blessed army

I am the king

You are the horsepower

Of my uprising

All who heed the order

Will stand proud and tall

Each head which opposes

Is destined to roll

You are my possession

Fall on your knees

You are chosen now

To murder, take and seize

You are but a puppet

An empty shell

Come, sail to the skies

And surround them with hell