| He is a man with no soul
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| For he must have sold it years ago
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| Laws don’t apply to him anymore
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| On top of the world, he guides those who will listen
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| Or else your death’s a fact
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| With or against him; |
| choose your game, choose his game!
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| Fall!
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| The fall of a tyrant, his loss
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| Soon it breaks him
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| The trial of this monster
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| Our fight soon will crack him
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| Words are binding, deeds talk
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| Such clear language when your life’s at stake
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| While he’s immune for every threat
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| Battered, disgraced but still strong
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| Even violence won’t break all of us
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| And even gods get what they gave; |
| they’ll have it all!
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| And we see a proud man fall
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| Victim’s triumph
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| You burn it all; |
| every memory he turned black
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| Every ally turned against
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| He, the man who reigned them all
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| Prove his guilt, confirm his fall
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| Innocent 'till proven wrong
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| End this nightmare, hear my song, hear our cry!
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| Fall!
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| The fall of a tyrant, his loss
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| Soon it breaks him
|
| The trial of this monster
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| Our fight soon will crack him
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| Fall!
|
| The fall of a tyrant, his loss
|
| Soon it breaks him
|
| The trial of this monster
|
| Our fight soon will crack him
|
| Fall!
|
| The fall of a tyrant, his loss
|
| Soon it breaks him
|
| The trial of this monster
|
| Our fight soon will crack him
|
| Fall!
|
| The fall of a tyrant, his loss
|
| Soon it breaks him
|
| The trial of this monster
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| Our fight soon will crack him |