The
mighty has fallen
Brought
down to feel the gravity
Once
it was floating in the air
Its
leaders thought they couldn't be wrong
The
years of many sins
It
finally caught up with it
The
division of the cake
The
fear of losing its stake
Its
leaders use to play drama
On
the race, religion sometimes royalty
Leaving
the other races to fend for themselves
Along
the way the disease of corruption invaded
Now
the party feels the strain
The
heavy load of many sins
The
members should wake up
Leave
the ship and stay alive
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