The crowd without a face Begins to fill the space In the arena Flashlights at his feet The lion from the street Awaits the christians A single strobe ignites the night
The smoke begins to rise A sea of staring eyes Gaze on the sunburst His weapon at his side He flashes it with pride Before his legions Fires begin to rage And they engulf the stage All right Bring on the night
He's in complete control He's stepping proud and bold And everything he touches Turns to gold He's got girls by the score He's got 'em screaming for more But when they get too close He bars the door
He makes his great escape Leaves them in his wake Without a warning The ritual is done A night no longer young Fades into morning The sun begins to rise As he begins to close his eyes
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