Throw the paper to the floornWith this news of an outbreaknAnd a breach in the corporationnAnd I will strare at you with awenUntil you're plummeting 30 storiesnTo the streets below my towernnRace downstairs, down to the basementnWhere it burns hotter than hellnAnd find the ones responsiblenFor this grievous mistakenI will not stand for this kind of errornAnd I'll throw you all into the firenAnd call out to the corpses of the deadnAnd bring them to me to clean this unholy messnnHow did I get so careless?nHow could you run away from menWhen did I get so sloppynI'll fix this, I'll find younYou can't run away from mennI am not the kind of guy you mess withnI am not the one you want to angernnI am the creatornI am the source of fear, I call the shotsnAnd make the monsters come to lifennSo have it your waynAnd run while you still cannRun while you have legs to run onnI'll have your head upon my wallnAs a trophy to this conquestnI'll never be defied