See a wall made of stone and wood knock it down Feel the surge of the anger in your blood let it out Choke on a scream buried deep inside set it free Meet a foe with your sword in hand cut him down It's a constant struggle When you just want to be alone Left to your devices And to only those whom you know We look to the idyllic Watch it elude our grasp Resign ourselves to violence Or to some other task Times are changing Let the madness end War becomes offensive Peace we should defend See the wall between you and the world knock it down Feel the surge of art in your blood let it out Choke on your pride and the terms of peace set it free Meet a foe with your sword in hand let it fall
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