a new day has come, the morn sets the sun.
it's time to decamp. your wish is our command. we will emerge, all hail king.
the drumming sets the struggle, arrows darken the sky
and so we fight in shadows, this is our sacrifice.
i see white doves, displaced by the black crows. we find our calling. termination of the dead.
tragedy is on its way, ground is shaking tragedy.
prepare your swords, your wishis our command. we will emerge, all hail king.
the drumming sets the struggle, arrows darken the sky
and so we fight in shadows, this is our final sacrifice.
i see white doves, displaced by the black crows. we find our calling. termination of the dead.
bestride the enemy, this is supremacy. bestride the enemy, supremacy.
i feel salvation enclosing me, like never before so i lay my armor down.
i see white doves, displaced by the black crows. termination of the dead.

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