The Bijan Candy

Look at you
Pathetic creature of meat and bone
Panting and sweating
No challenge for her

Running through corridors
Don't test the immortal machine
Grasped in her talons
She shapes clay life forms

On a wish, she can smash it all
As she pleases
On a whim, she is protocol
Smashed to pieces

Look at you

Look at you
Pathetic creature of meat and bone
Panting and sweating
No challenge for her

Around her is a burgeoning empire of steel
From her throne room, lines of power careen into Earth

Go

My whims will become lightning bolts
That raze the mounds of humanity

She's drunk with this vision
God: the title doesn't suit her well
For tonight she dines in hell



Credits
Writer(s): Brannon Means, Brent Tarquin, Erik Tinajero
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