Many fall as the last enchanter rises
The awakened elder commands
He who controls ancient magic unlocks war or peace

Blood, fire and corruption surge
Power will flow and be supressed
Darkness within takes hold

A soul absorbed; consumed by evil
Stolen magic conquers all
The hierarchy will fall; chaos rules

One must die as the other rises
A broken seal breaks the fragile hold
Death and famine
War and blood

The long-lost magic brings doom
While it flows on this realm, only turmoil can endure
Control it, rule the world
Destroy it, peace prevails

No hope when hope is needed
Remember the past, look into the future
Purging the power is the key

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