Cerabelum
Power, no one man should have it,
So don't get mad with me when I see past the reach of the world unseen,
Word to my mother, who taught me to dream,
Even when it seemed like hell,
I broke free like Heru,
Then I met my villain,
Horus vs. Set put into a depth so vivid it was like a dream,
Know the dream of a man,
Now I stand,
Stronger, clear, proudly
But how loudly can a lion roar
When he is in the face of the dragon
The Taurus in a warrior mixed by heroes
In a society that suppresses the voice I scream silently
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