The evil may have both power
and strength
and count in thousands its
number
still, evil will lose in the
length
when justice will wake from
its slumber!
The mighty will solve any problem
with sword
and darken the sky with his
eagles.
You find many people of lies
at his board
they bark and they yell as
his beagles
The evil may rule but violent
short
like storms whirl away in a
desert!
The good ones will gain such
lots of support
of millions who turn from the
pervert !
The evil may rule but violent
short
it will die very soon by lack
of support!
The future belongs to the good
ones alone
whose justice and fairness
is build like in stone!
The Evil may win many struggles
we fight
like winds in the desert do
soon
Its nature we find will have
limited might
whatever he roars the tycoon!
The Evil will die in its frightening
power
and peace will then slowly
start building its house!
The soldiers in lines will
come down from their tower
and cheerful take part in a
peace that arouse!
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