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Now Was
You're the wizard of was, becalmed in becauseThe nawab of no, with no place to goA grandmaster crashed, whose future has pastThe wazir of fear, now: Seer of the yearUsed up and broken, fucked up, bespokenThe wear and the tear are easy to beholdWhere once was a diamond, now hides a sly manA corpse of corruption, in rancid decayArchduke of rebuke, the pharaoh of flukeThe Lear of sneer, once pick of his peersCharming and hazy, the Llama of lazyYou sit on your hands, 'til the trouble has passedEyes that impressed, now idly, undressTrust once shared, is beyond repairPledges sound hollow, which promised tomorrowsThey float to the floor, forming lakes of dead skinA new broom is coming, I hear it close, hummingSo near and so loud, drowning out my last words
From Letras Mania