Introverted

You can’t spell it out in one word
How do I explain what I have heard
And that I’m in a prophecy
Well, scratch that its we
Cause this is the dawn of the new age
The time comes to turn the page
But spill the beans and I speak
You tell me that I’m weak
And as I illuminate
You denigrate
So I close my mouth again
Until I can stand up to him
The pulverise to enjoy
Keeping down the holy boy
But even in the coming wave
Its not I they need to save
But their own skin from me
Its happening, just wait and see

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