(ii) The Room
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Live by sword and you shall die so,
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All your power shall come to nought,
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every life you take is part of your own,
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death, not power, is what you've bought.
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Cringing in your room as the outriders of doom step
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on your threshold;
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Begging for your life as the impartial knife sinks in your
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screaming flesh ...
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without malice, merely taking murder's toll,
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you must pay the price of hate, and that price is
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your soul ....
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Live in peace or die forever in your war-room.
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The Emperor In His War-Room (ii) The Room
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