| Far into the unknown
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| They find this land
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| Yet unspoiled by time
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| Its people quite defenseless
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| Its riches ripe for the taking
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| They brought the torch
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| They brought the sword
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| To seek their fame
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| To seek reward
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| They venture into
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| The jungles and mists
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| And blinded, they see
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| Only an infinite darkness
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| Darkness
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| The crack of whips, the clack of chains
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| To bring the light
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| But why such pain?
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| To rule by force and domination
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| And then to speak of civilization?
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| The ivory face
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| The eyes so cold
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| The lust for power
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| The glimmer of gold
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| There lies a sickness deep in the soul
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| One glance in the mirror
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| Reveals an infinite darkness
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| Darkness
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| Stained human soul which none can disguise
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| What evil lurks in recesses of the mind?
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| Would you chain another if you gained from their demise?
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| To peer into this darkness means to face
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| The horror
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| The horror
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| The horror
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| The horror
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| The horror within us all
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| Far, so far into the unknown
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| The hateful seeds that have been sown
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| The quest for wealth, that grim desire
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| The severed hands, the homes afire
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| Through the years, an unending stain
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| The crack of whips, the clack of chains
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| And even today, the echo remains
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| Witness the still-beating heart, heart of darkness
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| Darkness
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| Witness the still-beating heart, heart of darkness
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| Darkness |