Sometimes when the rage builds
My blood boils through my vanes
Coursing with such might and power
I fight to contain
The dark side welling up inside
This fleshy shell of mine
is just one half of two
That keep humanity defined
Good and evil dark and light
Both can bring us strength and might
Though they both can give such things
Only one can goodness bring
A love so pure a light so great
That all shadows will illuminate
No more will evil hide from sight
For we will be reborn of light

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