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Master of Ceremonies Lord of Misrule With the touch of a conjuror Hunchback of a fool See him fly the true flag Over all that exists See, the ones
Condemned lives Your misrule Powertrip that inflates your ego Lack of empathy View their lives with disdain and contempt Psychopathic creed Tyranny Misery
pathetic Four years of gray wing rule Pathetic words just ads more fuel Four years of plain misrule lost to oblivion Forget but don't forgive I won't let it
She made me a fool She playing so cruel She's the type of women To shame and misrule I ain't never done you no harm No harm at all Said she'd leave
The lord of misrule was dancing The duke he did conceal In his purse he had gold angels For gifts he would later reveal It was Christmas Day in
Losing that grip you need it Why'd you misrule the things that make me hold on, go on... Push and pull me up, Don't you see, those games.. I've had
Land of ungratefulness, land of misrule Whose voice is resentment, whose actions are cruel Whose policy is to traumatize, whose enemy is hope It's
I've been low down 'Cause, baby, you got all that power now All your tantrums of misrule Reveal the nature of the fool Say that your miracles
mutations Rona and Trump rule the nation! Hey! Ho! Whapadido let's go back to school Rona, Trump and their mutt Devos molecules of misrule We’ll do whatever
[Saga Of The Exiles Part 3] "Abbaddon, the angel of the abys & king Aiken Lugonn, The lord of misrule" The timegate remains closed... Silence
concentrate Power in its purest state Power surge Power will rise Through the windows and Through the skies Misrule is kind. See the sky and See the eye and See
Misrule rules the world Here for certain ? pain will be a trend Indifference to the difference They'll never end Bringing down the enemy You've
From this lifetime of subjugation Well go, act now, you fool Enjoy a life without misrule This is your chance to set it straight Let loose, sedate,
like a fool When you crave for the taste of misrule Unlike knights that fight and save Jesters are not awarded for being brave They buzzed around
parents, their violent misrule Growl every time you drive past your old school Moan from your black lungs, your hideous breath But know that each moan drags
Christmas Song The winter gives And takes away Electric lights The Lord of Misrule Clockwork trains For the middle-aged A Batman cape For
dont care All misrules even black or white their scoring need your advice Warlords are dressed in red no words of love, so bad I say that we dont love
a bath In the aftermath of the draft that you passed off as cool Paved your way over their graves And then evacuated Hail the lord of misrule Reckon with
begged and begged and begged and begged To the lords of our misrule The great titans loom over us And have deemed reality unworthy You will learn when
a whirlpool of deliberate fools Who twirl their tools Like a Lord of Misrule I take my backpack knapsack And hit the track Feat coal black But I don't even hold
my horizons Like Django in the jungle I'm a mis-fit kid Queen of mis-rule I ware my father's belt Idris for a walk-stick SATMA just for swag but
my horizons Like Django in the jungle I'm a mis-fit kid Queen of mis-rule I ware my father's belt Idris for a walk-stick SATMA just for swag but
was different, started way before grade school All the whirlpool of misrule, tried to teach us by ridicule Now, everyone at 18 is lost and confused
blood Well I mean that's what the brothers said Call me the Lord of Misrule Irony what you in that state for Wake up it's the morning ritual Dead night
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