It's location
The center of your dark heart
That calls your soldier of thoughts
To fight against true heroes
You may draw blood and bring men to their knees
But the faith of the people
Is really what you kill
It is the support of them
That gives life to your selfishly beating heart
Your time has come
You have forced them to run cold
They have felt your motives
They will give no more
And you will be forced
To surrender ego
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