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The barbarian roared with rage,
No one could put Tulkas in a cage.
He sliced the Psions into pieces,
Fear and awe in everyone's faces.

By crushing all the Psions,
They freed the tortured souls.
They were no longer in cold cells,
Nothing left from their former selves.

In the land of Nia Koro,
The heroes rose to the call.
Oppression crawled like a serpent,
The banner of DC should never fall!

There stands the Master Kramin,
Nightmare of all the vermin.
He won't let any foe pass,
Kramin likes to kick some ass.

Rushed to the throne room,
Elf Saevel kicked the door.
Samaras threw a ball of fire,
Psions were roasted in his ire.

In the land of Nia Koro,
The heroes rose to the call.
Oppression crawled like a serpent,
The banner of DC should never fall!

Despair concealed the sunlight,
Aias' sword shone with sacred light.
He was wounded but not fallen apart.

Kramin avenged his fallen comrades,
Marajha's blood was on his hands.
Crushing Nego and his Master,
The heroes of DC should stand tall!

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