Your authority isn’t recognized in the thunderdome
But I see you, brother
Running with fists raised
Above your head

I am ready
You may hurt me
And I forgive you
But I will end you

When you sit there, stupefied
I will end your confusion
As my fists act
Without provocation

You have entered my sphere of pain
Blind and without power
This will not end
Well for you

It would take many
To bring me down
And while I’m here, I will show that
I am a titan, and you will know it

It’s noble, your cause
Your goal has meaning
But I’m afraid I can’t
Take a knee for your pity

Rain blows
Strikes flow
And you will fall once again
So better luck next time, my friend

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