Conqueror of the Wasteland
Enough of sighs, enough of goodbyes.
There ought not be more sound, nor waves of farewell.
See you later, it's time to go your own way,
let's get out of the way.
Strike a name for yourself, form a game in which you can win.
It's high time for you to aim for the position of king, overturn the board.
Cleaning up shattered glass pieces from the floor, it doesn't matter who dies
in your bloody war. As long as you can settle your silly score!
To take the throne you'd burn your own castle to the ground.
So, I'll say a goodbye, silent, without a sound.
Simply a wave of my hand,
to the conqueror of the wasteland.
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