The
evil thinks there is no gate
He
can do anything he wants
There
will no stopping him
He
can walk in and out
The
planting of runners
In
every corner to do his bidding
Even
in cyberspace the roaring words
But
there are gates he should remember
When
the gates are close
The
evil will find hard to roam
He
will stand out there cursing loudly
It
is only his runners heard
He
gets agitated and angry
His
words flow out with threats
But
it is his way to fight for his power
It
has been taken away in secret
The
evil wants to put blame
He
lashes out at his runners
In
his eyes everything is falling apart
The
wheel of turning has finally arrived
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