I step into the fray once more
the tainted and bloodied Squared Circle floor
I hear them calling out my name
Here and now, who is to blame
Faces and flashes are all I see
as I step to face my mediocrity
To them a jobber I will only be.
But to THEM I am their only son, you see.
The demon and deadman toss me over the ropes
Everyone is smiling and laughing,
except my folks.
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