Seems you're mile high
and you are flying in bliss.
the way you spit your fiery words
makes the mob wish they never exist.
languages and words
that are traced back in barbaric days,
you **** your people's spirits
when your profound arrogance plays.
you dismay our most positive days
just like metal plates ******* on our backs.
whilst you heavily strike us
with your poisoned tongue whip
hidden on your large build cast.
I cannot wait more
sum up all the hearts you break.
We cannot wait on the day you'll bend
that all of the elements will have its revenge