The power to control, the power to create manipulate force feed my fate, break the world's back on my knees gripped by my hands, hypnotized by the gutter in my mouth A pawn, a plebe, you'll never mean anything to me Just a rung on a ladder. Broken, I still plant my boot on your side Burning and cold: Satiated by the crippling of the bold You'll taste the strength in my voice when my hand hits the earth: I am the maelstrom I am the coming storm immovable stone unstoppable force Harmonic arrogance; ultimate fantasy realized