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Tyrant Wheel

Tyrant - Wheel
[Verse 1]
Lately I’ve become the tyrant
I’ll bludgeon all who dare oppose me
Every whisper is a needle
Pressed into my skin
Order will become the ointment
To appease the jilted masses
And silence will become the banner
A herald of what’s to come

[Pre-Chorus]
We must drag the bodies from the river
Before you start to question me

[Chorus 1]
I am the consequence of this disconnection
The prophet of your demise
I am the product of this misdirection
A harbinger and I’ll cut you down to size

[Verse 2]
Someone had to wear the mantle
To keep these factions from colliding
Should I have left you to spit at each other?
No, I had to intervene
I’ll give you ample motivation
To embrace my wild suggestions
This is exactly what you asked for
And I’m happy to oblige
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