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Flames of invisible battles

On empty fields of war

Fight cardboard oppressors

Attack with worded sword

You're king of the rats

No - quarter-for-enemies

No - grip-on-reality

Adjust your crown

For Invented crowds

Viewpoint on life

Skewed by ignorance

Head bigger than your ego

You're king of the rats

Posture as the people's hero

In a realm of make believe

You're king of the rats

No - quarter-for-enemies

No - grip-on-reality

Adjust your crown

For Invented crowds

Viewpoint on life

Skewed by ignorance

Hail, hail, hail

Preach to imaginary friends

Self-proclaimed seer of truth

Crying tall poppy syndrome

But who the hell are you