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Oh, here comes the Wrecker, with a crown of gold,
Promised us the moon but left us in the cold.
Spinning tales so tall, they touch the sky,
Underneath the glitter, just a lonesome cry.

Wrecker, wrecker, playing a high stakes game,
With a smirk and a joke, but who’s really to blame?
Dancing through the ruins, with a fiery glance,
In the theater of absurd, you sure led the dance.

Promises like candy, oh how they flew,
But when morning came, we saw the bitter truth.
A maestro of chaos, in a suit so fine,
In the land of the free, you drew a crooked line.

Wrecker, wrecker, in your hall of mirrors,
Did you see yourself, the cause of all these terrors?
A jester on the throne, with a gilded frown,
In your carnival of dreams, we all felt let down.

They said you’d shake things up, in a world so tame,
But when the pieces fell, who was left to blame?
A game of thrones and shadows, in the light of day,
But at the end of the game, what will history say?