Formation
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Mighty
wrath
Falls down on you
As the ground trembles
And volcanoes
spew
A shape on the horizon
Slowly walks away
As you
collapse to your knees
At your end of days
Crumbled
buildings
Shattered trust
Spreading destruction
The ground
is bust
How powerful can one little girl be?
She must be of
a demon seed
Her might leaves the world in shambles
As the
refugees hide in the brambles
She wants you no harm
But
cannot stop herself
Sound the alarms
And save your
wealth
Terror is spread
As her boss is in ecstacy
Her
name is Terra
And she is the thing that should not be