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In the halls of power, where darkness reigns, Kings and tyrants, playing wicked games. Their eyes ablaze with ambition's fire, Seeking dominion, reaching ever higher.
The goal of all rulers, good and evil alike, To seize control, to conquer, to strike. Their empires built on blood and steel, Their legacy etched with an iron will.
They march with armies, they crush dissent, Their thirst for power knows no relent. With clenched fists and hearts of stone, They claim their thrones, they rule alone.
The goal of all rulers, good and evil alike, To seize control, to conquer, to strike. Their empires built on blood and steel, Their legacy etched with an iron will.
But in the end, what do they gain? A kingdom of ashes, a legacy stained. For power corrupts, and absolute power, It consumes the soul, in its darkest hour.
The goal of all rulers, good and evil alike, To seize control, to conquer, to strike. Their empires built on blood and steel, Their legacy etched with an iron will.
Yet still they crave, for more and more, Until they fall, to rise no more. For the goal of all rulers, it's a tragic tale, A quest for power, doomed to fail.
The goal of all rulers, good and evil alike, To seize control, to conquer, to strike. Their empires built on blood and steel, Their legacy etched with an iron will.
So heed this warning, ye who dare, To grasp for power, to tread where Others have fallen, into the abyss, For the goal of all rulers, is a perilous kiss.

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In the halls of power, where darkness reigns, Kings and tyrants, playing wicked games. Their eyes ablaze with ambition's fire, Seeking dominion, reaching ever higher.
The goal of all rulers, good and evil alike, To seize control, to conquer, to strike. Their empires built on blood and steel, Their legacy etched with an iron will.
They march with armies, they crush dissent, Their thirst for power knows no relent. With clenched fists and hearts of stone, They claim their thrones, they rule alone.
The goal of all rulers, good and evil alike, To seize control, to conquer, to strike. Their empires built on blood and steel, Their legacy etched with an iron will.
But in the end, what do they gain? A kingdom of ashes, a legacy stained. For power corrupts, and absolute power, It consumes the soul, in its darkest hour.
The goal of all rulers, good and evil alike, To seize control, to conquer, to strike. Their empires built on blood and steel, Their legacy etched with an iron will.
Yet still they crave, for more and more, Until they fall, to rise no more. For the goal of all rulers, it's a tragic tale, A quest for power, doomed to fail.
The goal of all rulers, good and evil alike, To seize control, to conquer, to strike. Their empires built on blood and steel, Their legacy etched with an iron will.
So heed this warning, ye who dare, To grasp for power, to tread where Others have fallen, into the abyss, For the goal of all rulers, is a perilous kiss.