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Once upon a time, |
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There was a majestic empire |
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The Empire of |
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Darkness, ruled by the emperor, with powers so great |
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He tortured his slaves, and drank their blood to please his lust |
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With a blaze of holy light |
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A warrior entered the realms of night |
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Alone, unarmed he increased his pace |
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To meet the emperor face to face |
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But the emperor did not want to see this man |
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And send his loyal knights to seize this man |
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But their swords couldn't cut this man's flesh or bones |
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And with one look the man turned the knights into stone |
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The sight of defeat enraged the dark lord |
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He gathered his angels and raised his sword |
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But it was time to realize this battle could not be won |
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Yet the loss of his angels only increased his crimson thorn |
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With eyes of fire, the |
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Emperor unleashed his cry |
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And heaved his sword, to make the warrior die |
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But his sword he clumsily lost |
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And he saw it vanish in a cloud of dust |
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And when the cloud of dust withdrew |
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He saw the face of the enemy he knew |
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Fear of death haunted his mind but the victor was just too kind |
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Instead of killing him, |
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He took away his pride |
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As he gathered his old slaves at his side |
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And he led them to the |
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Kingdom of the |
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Light and freed them from captivity in the |
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Empire of |
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Night With his departure |
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He casted a blaze of fire |
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And sulfur and flames replaced the water of the mire |
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And the ones who stayed behind were consumed by flames |
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And the ones who were freed were called the saints |
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But the emperor has escaped a certain death |
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And now leads others to their eternal death |
