Wei Zhaung's poems at the back of the 21st level in the Ming Dynasty.

The sword of power is unsheathed

The earth leaves scars

The more ambitions you conquer

The more enemies you gain

Is this the malice of fate

Or the ladder to the top

The burning fire of desire

The rise and fall of all beings

If history is a Long song

The lost soul constitutes a note

Between heaven and earth

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