Let
the evil play
He
thinks he has the power
He
can do as he pleases
Without
answering to his actions
Let
the evil run
The
whole yard as he likes
Let
him have the cake
See
how many slices he can eat?
Let
the evil make his own laws
Let
him put his image across
Surrounded
by his apple polishers
He
sees the numbers but he isn't great
The
thunder in the sky
The
flashes of lightning bright
The
evil sees it and he knows why
One
wrong move he will be in number
Today
the evil can play
He
thinks he is untouchable
The
day he will fall
Into
the pit of darkness
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