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we are... we are we are...

the mirror masked figure of Equinox walked out onto the stage, pipe wrench in hand.

we are... we are we are

He raised the wrench, the sound of glass shattering echoing as white pyro fell from the ceiling. after lowering his hand, he headed down the ramp to the stage.


making his way to the ring from The Other Side: Equinox!


The time has come to bring you down
Take the power back I'll show you how
I hear the sound of a plane passing by
Someone had the same thoughts as I
But as I get to the end of mine
You deny and think everything is fine

Equinox set the wrench down on the stairs before stepping onto the apron, launching himself over the ropes and landing in the center of the ring, raising his arms.

We are, we are, we are
We are the truth that hurts the most 'cause
We are, we are, we are
It hurts when your denial's exposed
It hurts when your denial's exposed