I give voice to power
and I'm as loud as a trumpet and a drum
on a Monday and Sunday
The kind that goes to the mind,
awarded with madness and ignorances.
The true power, control.
Controlling the voice,
the one to save the world.
From the once going mad.
The people who have no control,
of what they say.. The so call "stupid".
Soon to ruin the world.
I can control I have the true power.
The one awarded to the goddesses,
of world peace.
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