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The Standing One

The Standing One Hidden away But still at bay Just as the clouds hide the Sun He is the one chosen to rise Fight with no compromise Set fire to the city of evil And set free the masses, the people The Standing One, the king of all As the messiahs of the earth Get on their knees and fall In Prayer Behind the Leader For now he is hidden As his family before him was ridden By the cruel tyrants Who usurp the throne as aspirants A throne that is beginning to reject them as authority And heavily deceived by the majority But like the Sun behind clouds His disappearance is only a shroud As the Standing One and his effect still remains Just as the Sun warms the earth freely and not detained The Standing One warms our conscience And brings us to conscious Of the heartless world, so monstrous And the tyrants words', so pompous In their cold, oligarchical caucus Full of self-interest, profit, and darkness And soon the Standing One will appear To rise as humanity's last amir Catching the tyrants and oppressive by surprise And returning balance and justice through his uprise He will crash the markets He will destroy their profits He will eliminate division And will free the imprisoned Race will be eradicated To make room for unity And corrupt systems will be annihilated To set the stage for polity The Standing One will fight fire with fire And establish the just utopia we so desire Uniting the world under one flag And turning the world into something other than a body bag So let us all Stand together For we are all Standing with him Waiting and watching Let the world know that we are ready To rise at his call, from the heavens above To establish the just world we all dream of To put an end to this nightmarish ride And establish the perfect Kingdom worldwide

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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