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From the tallest mountain he watches |
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The serpent, the saviour, the eater of men |
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He who thrives on dead flesh |
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The phantom king hungrily awaits |
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The march of fallen souls |
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Rise from the ruins of your gods |
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Who will be guided by his song? |
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Who can prove where they belong? |
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I fear, certain death |
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From the ruins of pride, I am reborn |
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I'll search through every stone, |
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On every top I will climb |
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When I am there, the bells of triumph will chime |
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Clearing your view from a curtain of mist |
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Ruling the people with iron fist |
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Judge me not for those that had to fall |
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Cold benighted wastelands |
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Abandoned by the living |
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Cold, unforgiving |
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The fallen land reveals it's night |
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Symbols of gods sculpted into the mountains |
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I'm the life of this land, the law is my command |
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Of your fallen and failed creations |
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The end of an era, a new empires birth |
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Descending comes the ones of old |
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Down from the skies like long time told |
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The fallen land reveals it's night |
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Before the eyes of the people |
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A king falls to the earth |
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Shimmering steel ends an era |
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A new empire's birth |
