Once upon a time, There was a majestic empire
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The Empire of 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 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
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but the victor was just too kind
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Instead of killing him, 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 Kingdom of the Light
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and freed them from captivity in the Empire of Night
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With his departure 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
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Consumed By Flames
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Slechtvalk |