Your Time Has Come
Fall down now
Before my knees you shall bow
Karma has come around
Inside you have drowned
Your words have been burned
Now the tables been turned
Your table is reserved
A cold dish served
With a taste you cant drink away
I told you you’d pay
It sinks in
Now I win
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