Orbital Mace Victory

Target locked in the upper atmosphere

Wemmbu descending with a golden glare

Swing the mace and clear the crowded room

Flashes of light bringing sudden doom (shhh-boom)

Orbital strike from the high sky dome Wemmbu flies and takes the

throne

Macing left and macing right Winning the fight in the blinding light (yeah)

Spinning through the clouds at terminal velocity

Crushing every obstacle with raw ferocity They scramble for cover but there

is no escape Mapping out victory across the cosmic landscape (hahaha)

We see the radar screen glow

One final blow (look out below)

Orbital strike from the high sky dome Wemmbu flies and takes the

throne Macing left and macing right Winning the fight in the blinding

light (fire)

Winner takes it all Wemmbu stands tall