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Indiana Team Tornado

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I know it's comin', I'm seein' foreshadow;
I'm calling, I'm calling, I'm calling tornado.
I know it's comin', I'm seein' foreshadow;
I'm calling, I'm calling, I'm calling tornado.


Millions hankered, millions wanted,
But every door's closed in the world that is bolted.
Let the violent cyclones and a cosmical gale
Rip them finally off their hinges decaying.
Volcanoes awaken, ocean's boiling,
Corrupted empires by the waves will be roiled.
Corrupted passions, corrupted emotions,
Let tornado to tear those passions to portions.

I know it's comin', I'm seein' foreshadow;
I'm calling, I'm calling, I'm calling tornado.
I know it's comin', that's what I believe in;
Get the world out of coma, let it be spinning.

Where the moguls are ruling, as six-handed Shiva,
The legalized money is as fake as the divas.
Inflatable world, elaborate plan,
The air of freedom was a trade for propane.
The jungle of concrete with an eye of omniscience
Drinks everyone's souls as freshly-squeezed juices;
Palazzos of glass and the crowded sheds,
Let the windstorm to blow `em into million shreds.

I know it's comin', I'm seein' foreshadow;
I'm callin', I'm callin', I'm callin' tornado.
I know it's comin', that's what I believe in;
Get the world out of coma, let it be spinning.

The world was adjusted to the other men's folly;
The mainstream is carved for the life to get going.
The satisfied people are ready for fighting,
Toiling harness like the dogs always tired and biting.

Nature's mistake since the Cro-Magnon's era
Launched Titanic to go on the twirling sun's gear.
The negative's spoiled, the feelings expired,
But the cold rage inside me is always on fire.

I know it's comin', I'm seein' foreshadow;
I'm callin', I'm callin', I'm callin' tornado.
I know it's comin', that's what I believe in;
Get the world out of coma, let it be spinning.

I am racing the space; my drift is off-radar;
The cosmical gale dabbing me with the air.
I have no fear being roughed up at collars,
No-one can get me on the midnight crossroads.

I'm the shaman of all, I'm refractor of prisms,
I am summoning here all cataclysms.
Let the dirt to be washed down the gutters
It's time to go back to something that matters.

I know it's comin', I'm seein' foreshadow;
I'm callin', I'm callin', I'm callin' tornado.
I know it's comin', that's what I believe in;
Get the world out of coma, let it be spinning.

I know it's comin', I'm seein' foreshadow;
I'm callin', I'm callin', I'm callin' tornado.
I know it's comin', I'm seein' foreshadow;
I'm callin', I'm callin', I'm callin' tornado.

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