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I once knew a guy who claimed that he could see All the evils in the world and their effect on me easy chair, remote control across the TV room Kept his finger on the pulse of fortitude and doom There was just one problem-he shunned diplomacy His caliber of venom was injected verbally His badge was of genetic stock a self-made autocrat Sacrifice your freedoms when you cross the welcome mat The sovereign had left, said he felt he could not control it There was just one problem-he shunned diplomacy His caliber of venom was injected verbally Caught up with his self-opinion, disregarding choice Executing power with a strong arm and his voice Security and order were once commonplace These new-found freedoms have left a bitter taste Betrayed too many time by his brash constituents Losing touch with family and all that it had meant But in his wake he had left a state of utter confusion This heightened state of chaos was nearly illusion Now devoid of structure and common discipline This home became a dismal pit, decaying from within From Letras Mania