God of make-believe
In Your world nothing's what it seems
Master of pre-judgment
What do you really know about the things we do
We know who you are
This time you've gone too far
The scar runs too deep
So don't you push me
Thanks for the inspiration
To rise above you all, second coming
Back with a vengeance
Judgment day, cleansweep
Dreams spoiled by your greed
When honey turns to mud, you can't succeed
You're laughing now but not for long
Operation cleansweep has just begun
We know who you are
This time you've gone too far
The scar runs too deep
So don't you push me
Thanks for the inspiration
To rise above you all, second coming
Back with a vengeance
Judgment day, cleansweep
Try me