To the Tune of…

Oh all the time you’ve wasted
on dreaming and sleeping in
Kid – you don’t get anything
and we’ll never let you win

Don’t think anymore
And please sell us your soul
We want your mind for dying
Follow us to feed the lion

Did they ever hear your call –
the gods you once dreamt of?
Well they’re not here
and we can hear
So just let go of control
and call your name at roll

We can melt down the furnace
or throw you right back in
We can soothe your boiled burns
and give you them again in turns

And Kid, we can see you’re tired
so come on and jump right in

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