Wreaking havoc
As you sit upon a throne of lies
False illusions
Balloon from your sour mouth
Why should we even believe you
After all that has been done
Your credibility lost
And your followers are all gone
So leave while there is still a chance
A revolution is upon you
And the upheaval may destroy
Defeat is inevitable
Exile your treacherous thoughts
And still the murderous hand
Only then may there be a chance
A chance to change
A chance to become someone new
With a kind heart
And an open mind
But until that time be wary
Watchful of the life created by yourself
Someone like you has many enemies
Just watching and waiting for
Even the smallest opportunity
Of bringing you down
To the lowest point possible
And if you're not careful
They will try to annihilate
Everything down to the very
Memory of you