With crime there is death,
and although freedom is great life is beyond sublime.
Under this law a world, shall take its first to dieing breath,
and people in chains everywhere although dim it seems they are lacking nothing.
Even if this looks like a tyranny, those chains are not of living death.
All man tortured by the same three questions and it is that fear of finding no answer from which to cling,
that finds the devil of desperation,
which is found in even the purest heart and this not even stop can a king.
The search for freedom shall fill their hearts with hope and it is the base of our nation.
The same search will give their minds a purpose and the state a drive.
Two forces opposed yet seeking balance that is our foundation.
With out peace that has always been our nature and in this war for balance we shall strive.
Here our doom we have found in our own excessive wealth,
so in perpetual strife we shall fight so that all in this world may thrive.
In the end none will fear those in stealth,
for their cause is greater than their death.
So in this utopia through eternal conflict all will have their spirits cleansed for these to die in health.
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