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The hollowest head - the louder mouth it has

The lesser man - the more stories to weave

Your only drive is the desire for control

A race for win that you would sell your soul

Going down

The tower of cards falls

Crushing down

The wall of truth falls

Crumbling now

The house of lies goes

Crushing down

The fragile truth falls

To seal our fate is like sealing your graves

Your blood shall flow, you cannot be saved

Like cancer ,death will sweep over your race

The stigma of vengeance that cannot be erased

Going down

The tower of cards falls

Crushing down

The wall of truth falls

Crumbling now

The house of lies goes

Crushing down

The fragile truth falls