Why let the old pirate playing his game?
He has enough for his allegedly plundering
On the rivers and the forests for his own uses
Sharing some with his appointed warlords
The crying of the displaced villagers
The feared warriors once they were
Now they were reduced into a pathetic sight
The urge to fight swallowing in self pity
Now it's the time
You can get back your own dignity
Learned the lessons well
Unleashed your anger let the old pirate disappear
You don't need to play his games
Of the ways he wants to let go
This is the time to decide for him
Kick him back out to the sea
So he can bring along his warlords
Living in fear of the stormy sea
The land they have plundered
The sea will punish them to appease
The spirits of the rivers and forests
For destroying their natural living quarters
With a new leader rising in the horizon
The new light will shine in the darkness
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