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I make the right,
I make the wrong,
I make the truth and error.
I am the State,
I am the Law,
I am the living terror.

I own the earth,
I own the sea,
I own the treasure hoards.
In every land,
In every clime,
I am the “Lord of Lords.”

I suck the strength
From out the veins
Of mad laborious hordes.
I rule and reign
Behind a wall
Of fifty million swords.
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