IT IS TRULY THE PERFECT BEING
ITS ARMOR IS TENFOLD SHEILDS
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 AMBITIONS BURN
IT IS TRULY THE PERFECT BEING
IT'S ARMOR IS TENFOLD SHEILDS
AND FROM ITS TONGUE, FIRE
COULD ANY BEING VERILY BASK 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
WHAT CAN IT CREATE?
THIS UNINSPIRED MUSE RULES ONLY BARREN LANDS
IT CANNOT CREATE A THING
WHEN THE PUBLIC SPEAKS THE TRUTH
SIMPLY TEAR IT DOWN
DISSENT AND SMOLDER
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
THE COMMON MAN IS THE CONSUMMATE DRAGON -
THE POOREST EXCUSE OF A MAN
MY CHEST TO SHEILDS
MY TEETH TO SWORDS
MY HANDS TO CLAWS
AND FIRE...
NOW WE CAN MAKE WAR
A TITAN AGAINST A TITAN