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A Child's Imagination
Its like we're stacking pots and pans
Across the land to see them crash and fall
Colossus smash broadcast across the land
From Autumn grass to lawns of blackness
Plants withdraw to sandy cracks and harden
The path of man is darker with absent water
As fog advances on, I look back a day or two
When these vacant ruins portray the tombs
Of the brainless fools labeled humans
Stoned in place, no movement, face in view
Of the great Medusa whose snakes consume you
Cage and noose until you pray for doom
Well I'm the God to give it, crosses flip
Not flawed submissive by the laws of physics
One day I'm called The Ripper, doctor logic
Switch and spawn an infant brought to kill you
Dropping bombs that hit so calm and simple
Brains of straw have limits, thoughts abyssal
Dark abyss, so lost within the mind of a prince
Confine you within the designs you forbid
I'm a tyrant whose lips whisper Hiram Abiff
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