WIZARD
Buy their time
Give them to me
Rip out their eyes
Cut off their hands
And make them pay
Reanimate
Strike them down
Take what's theirs
Scorch the Earth
Stay starving
Off with their heads
Break their will
And melt their precious goods
Until they're still
Why can't you see it
Your power, it breaks
Your conscience is futile
When you're not thinking
Loose as a cannon
Brittle as glass
Your filthy induction
With blood on your hands
Give them to me
Rip out their eyes
Cut off their hands
And make them pay
Reanimate
Strike them down
Take what's theirs
Scorch the Earth
Stay starving
Off with their heads
Break their will
And melt their precious goods
Until they're still
Why can't you see it
Your power, it breaks
Your conscience is futile
When you're not thinking
Loose as a cannon
Brittle as glass
Your filthy induction
With blood on your hands
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Writer(s): Ethan Dennerle, Jayden Bocaling
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