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No less than men yes they were strong,

Determined they traveled on.

Tho' the land against them was

Evil 'midst each step they trod.

Deep into the twisted vine

Branches gnarled by father time.

Against a man whose spirit swayed

From the light to darkest ways.

Time they took to rest awhile

In a place where freedom ran wild.

Life's golden gift was tarnished not

Man's greed and waste here they forgot.

The final climb

To meet whose enemy?

The battle bringing

Death's distorted tragedy.

Now we seek into

This foes dark eyes.

Who was this man?

They sought out to fight.

Battle it was long, for no it never ends

Inside all our souls, spirits that he bends.

Mixing his dark spells, to waver our weak minds

Looks into our faces, blackside of mankind.