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.
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