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Megalomanic, Let's Panic

I can do no harm
For I am imperfection
At its absolute greatest...
I've already stolen all expectations
What is left
                             
Is carved out and impure

I've sent down an angel
From the highest hemisphere
To render you incapable of remorse

Just like Me

You'll feel ice as empires topple around you

You'll feel fine

As your foremothers grit teeth and curl up
To meet oblivion

When it is at it's quietest
I will ascend back up
Onto my throne
I am all alone (I like it, I like it)
But I have painted
A harlequin smile on the face of despair
See it drift far from you
I will decide whether or not
My orchestration greets applause

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