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Chosen One

Chosen one
Come along and speak
Like every preacher, preach
Feed us your big lie

Standing there for all to see
The question is
can you see me?
perched up on this seat
I was sent to change all things
This way you can see
That you are the chosen one

Sweat drips from my brow
One eye closed
Will we all change
Or am I the big lie?

Your standing there
With a smile on your face
waving to everyone
People flock to you like sheep
Can I do what I must
Cross hairs your forehead they do chase
This is the first shot

I exhale and tighten my grip
My finger pulls
*Bang*