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From the bowls of battle I shall arise |
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From the ashes of the fallen heroes |
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And fire ablaze when it consumed it all |
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Realizing that I shan't fall, |
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nor drown in the creeks |
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of blood |
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Shed by fiends |
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of the bitter moon |
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come whilst my courageous heart |
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and on towards divinity |
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awake that inner silence |
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caused by calamity |
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and breach through the spines of fear |
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slashing all whom oppose my faith |
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To the path of Victories |
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Through justice of the sword |
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The cleansing of dreadful souls |
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Shall stain no more |
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To the path of Heroes |
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A craving besieged |
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The clash of the titans |
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I heed my call. |
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In defiance of death I shall raise my sword |
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And gain my rightful place in the palace of Myths |
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Lead the way Oh Gods of old |
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Show me the destiny bestowed upon me |
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Grant me the wish I utterly desire |
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Follow me thou ghosts of woe |
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Paint thy fury in dark red |
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To the path of Victories |
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Through the halls of the elders |
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Amidst the corridor |
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Lays My statue standing tall |
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To the path of Myths |
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Everlasting memory |
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An immortal statue |
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Of which tales have been told. |