| Forged in the same fire, plagued by the same affliction
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| Born of the same blood, torn from the same womb
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| Oppressed by the same foe, encircled by the friends
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| Unleashed the egress from eden
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| Toe to toe, face to face
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| With the captors
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| Inch by inch take the ground
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| Drive them backwards
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| No distant bond will stay my hand
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| Drive the brethren from the land
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| Seeded from the same source
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| Now sewn in isolation
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| Thrust before the ice tides
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| Scattered on the wind
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| The barren and the fertile, the fallow and the fair, survival and extinction
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| Driven by internal fire, the continents collide
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| Unleashed, unleashed, the weapons of conquest
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| To the herd and the land, no more bonded
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| Driven by avarice, now absconded
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| The strands of fate entwine the worlds
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| As blood brenched standards are unfurled
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| Viral strain to decimate, in desperation retaliate
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| Stone and wood meet blade of steel, tectonic fate the kings annealed
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| Steel and plague, fire and lead, destiny manifest by the weapon of conquest
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| Which capricious fate delivers the world?
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| Can the fires that stir the molten core grant domination of the earth? |