LYRIC

As I turn water to wine
Shackle the unholy swine
You thought you'd captured my brain
Animal spirits remain

You found a cage for your prize
Simian anger defies
Atop your temple of sties
Prodigal Caesar will rise

As I turn water to wine
Turning the trees to my shrine
Tear down your temple of pain
Prodigal Caesar will reign

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