# Conquer the evil you
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A bit of you , a bit of me ,
makes this place hell for me.
O there lies reserves of weak
Gone the days to revoke rogue

A cruel of me and you rises ,
Cackling in some corners with pity
In us, Invoke a fire of envy & jealousy
His aim to rule is almost there

A bit of you, a bit of me
makes...