When the hunted becomes the hunter..
and the hunter became the prey..
then raw courage surfaces out of fear..
the dead of the night awakens to an immortal's day..
The odds become uneven..
The butcher's blade ain't sharp..
The kill sees the light of freedom..
The lost hope comes out of the dark..
The defeated steps into the victor's kingdom..
And then conquers his homeland..
The moment of vengeance has come..
Along with the winds and shifting sands..
The Forces of Nature are but just..
The spirits of the wise strengthen the weak..
The steel that had once caught rust..
Is now a sword with a silver streak..
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