The smoke in the mind
The clear in the sky isn't
The mind will give way
Of words and actions
The days have gone
The finding ways to forget
The decree of the King
Get it done immediately
There will be no extension
There will be no illusion
The back door has to do
No more playing delaying tactics
The power will be gone
The back door can't stomach it
They will try to find a way out
They don't want to be forgotten
The smoke in the mind
The back door will try to pretend
They know the line of credit is gone
There is no illusion they have to comply
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