Flashback
This is how the world sees me
And the entire world is wrong!
As the earth spins we all fall down,
It turns you inside out and round about.
The beasts of the fields aren't fooled
By humans that think they are tops in the pool.
Here am I in the form of a goat, dog, ape,
Without recognizable form or shape.
You be the judge but don't pass it on me,
I'll take it all down with me when I die, you'll see.
Any person that from me takes and demands
Stands no chance against 3 curses from my hands.
So it is and always has been or will be,
No crazy image can fixate the fate of the free!
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