How many times I've climbed the mountain, to look down on me
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From this point I almost can see, the things that make me crumble down, run my world into the ground
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The story always ends, with the gouging of eyes, defeat round the bend
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It seems the tragic flaw, has conquered again, brought it's painful end
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This time I ride out, proud to behold we take the queen, the enemy lies cold
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But I gaze into the crystal ball; my folly's brought ruin to us all. Again!
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[Solo: SK]
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Tragic Flaws
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| Steel Prophet |
