The
dark shadow
Time
to show his face
He
can't hide in solitary paradise
He
knows he has to play his game
The
little devils making him sick
They
can't even reply to a simple question
“Who
stole my cheese?”
For
years he walks around
Now
the sewers cleaning up
They
will not let everything get away
Every
bit will be tagged and in plastics
It
doesn't matter in years
The
dark shadow
On
the surface to watch
The
little devils will pay
He
is coming to collect
On
the corridor of power
He
finds barriers putting up
With
hound dogs on patrol
With
CCTV cameras for security
“But
I am the dark shadow
I
will come and go as I like
Nothing
can stop me
If
you do wrong, you are in my bag”
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