beast rolls on

Falling crashing to the ground
Weeping is the only sound
Collateral damage all around
And the beast rolls on

Nothing stopping as he moves
Watching as he’s sawn in two
But nothing like what’s done to you
And the beast rolls on

watch him, see him devour
like the falling World Trade tower
the beast rolls on

snarling across the hot sands
searing memories on his hands
contemplating new demands
and the beast rolls on

pulling down everything else
gasping from tightened belts
spilling from the black hole wells
and the beast rolls on

watch him, see him devour
like the falling World Trade tower
the beast rolls on

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