We live in a world of pain and fear Where even the youngest soul is not spared The evil creatures destroy lives and cause devastation Could you live in a world where hope is your only friend The world has been corrupted by the souls of black hearted men Can you hear a voice a whispering voice A voice that lost its spark in life That cries out in pain and lives in sorrow When you look in to their eyes you can see The fire that burns with in They still believe that one day The land they love will still be brought back To its former beauty I asked a man one day What is the difference between a king and its horse? And I don't mean one has for four legs and the has two The man's answer was instinst that separates the two
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