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Two worlds collide - rival nations,
Its a primitive clash - venting years of frustrations,
Bravely we hope against all hope - there is so much at stake.
Seems our freedoms up against the ropes.
Does the crowd understand?
Is a east versus west, or man against man,
Can any nation stand - alone.
*in the burning heart - just about to burst,
Theres a quest for answers, an unquenchable thirst,
In the darkest night - rising like a spire,
In the burning heart - the unmistakable fire.*
In the warriors code - theres no surrender,
Though his body says stop - his spirit cries - never!
Deep in our soul a quiet ember,
Knows its you against you, its the
Paradox that drives us on -
Its a battle of wills, in the heat of attack,
Its the passion that kills -
The victory is yours alone.
Its a primitive clash - venting years of frustrations,
Bravely we hope against all hope - there is so much at stake.
Seems our freedoms up against the ropes.
Does the crowd understand?
Is a east versus west, or man against man,
Can any nation stand - alone.
*in the burning heart - just about to burst,
Theres a quest for answers, an unquenchable thirst,
In the darkest night - rising like a spire,
In the burning heart - the unmistakable fire.*
In the warriors code - theres no surrender,
Though his body says stop - his spirit cries - never!
Deep in our soul a quiet ember,
Knows its you against you, its the
Paradox that drives us on -
Its a battle of wills, in the heat of attack,
Its the passion that kills -
The victory is yours alone.
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