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Balance Of Power The Rising

devoid of boundaries, gimmicks Or rigid genres, with no apologies given To solemnly sing aloud and then spit poly's without inhibition In a world where courage is reprimanded, but cowardice isn't The power

between Good and Evil] Evil: Death is coming Good: It's you who'll die Evil: Immortal power Good: Our swords held high Evil: The dead will rise Good: