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I burned the Borderlands to ash
These hands command ten thousand deaths
This fool who calls himself the Dragon
gives me reign
As though I would be content not to lead
but just to train

He fights the madness
That's creeping in
I embrace the darkness

I use these men today
As tools for demolition
Sharp spades to rend the earth
I revel in the bloodshed

With waves we split the ground
Like tides within the hillside
Only a mist remains
Of men who dared oppose us

Guardians! Of the Black Tower!
Guardians! Of the Black Tower!

Kneel now, or you will be knelt.
You must surrender to our control
Kneel now, or you will be knelt.

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