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Two worlds collide
- rival nations, It's a primitive clash - venting years of frustrations, Bravely we hope against all hope - there is so much at stake. Seems our freedom's up against the ropes. Does the crowd understand? Is a East versus West, or man against man, Can any nation stand - alone. *In the burning heart - just about to burst, There's a quest for answers, an unquenchable thirst, In the darkest night - rising like a spire, In the burning heart - the unmistakable fire.* In the warriors code - there's no surrender, Though his body says stop - his spirit cries - never! Deep in our soul a quiet ember, Knows it's you against you, it’s the Paradox that drives us on - It's a battle of wills, in the heat of attack, It's the passion that kills - The victory is yours alone. (* Repeat) |
