His eyes glowing,
His hands red
His feet burning
With enemies
Underneath,
Dark Brandon Rises
Slowly from the dead
Avenging his
Fallen compadres
And standing up
For the rest.
Pushes the goddamn lever
And the oilers all flail
Yet another button
And the prices drop dead
Dark Brandon Rises
And so do his hordes
Of moms and dads
And boring young nerds
All sitting quietly
Down in their
Quiet white houses
Out in the sub-urbs.
Dark Brandon rises
Beware you all!
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