The sun is dead
The world is grey
Yet here comes a man running forward
He carries a sword of fiery blue
With bells and chimes and triangles too
He is the one with the power, the power to have the last say
He has a mission to rid the world of this ghastly evil
He swings his sword with a mighty swing
For he will make sure evil will pay
For he knows goodness always prevails
When he's done
The sun will live
The world will shine
Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 3:29 AM UTC
The sun is dead
The world is grey
Yet here comes a man running forward
He carries a sword of fiery blue
With bells and chimes and triangles too
He is the one with the power, the power to have the last say
He has a mission to rid the world of this ghastly evil
He swings his sword with a mighty swing
For he will make sure evil will pay
For he knows goodness always prevails
When he's done
The sun will live
The world will shine