The Prophecy of Revolution
From division shall rise a nation new,
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A new philosophy shall take wing,
Rule by the people and not a king.
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Strife shall tear a family in two,
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The winner's victory shall be short enjoyed,
Their beloved leader shall be destroyed.
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The people shall not think their leaders true,
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The people and the servants shall clash,
Whoever loses will feel the lash.
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An ally of old shall return,
Of the Overland you must learn.
The sparks of war follow him,
The fate of Under hangs by a limb.
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Choose wisely your friend and your foe,
The wrong choice shall cause great woe.
No matter if wrong or if right,
Over shall learn of Under's light.
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