May the tip of my spear strike to quicken the
The death of the wicked
Won't stop till I reach my limits, and death I am given
Can't see the light past the blood, on this path, I'm driven
For a life on your knees is pathetic, a life not worth living
Honor is who I am, it has nothing to do with where I've been
This is my dinasty
My mark of destiny
The hope you're crying for
When kingdoms are at war
I wield the staff that seeks to deliver the wrath of the heavens
Though my future is clear, it shall pale to my past unforgiven
Won't stop as I speed on a cloud not but freedom at my side
Though I fear I've gone utterly mad I will see by the sunrise
Power is what I've earned, now it's clear that my heart shall burn
This is my dinasty
My mark of destiny
The hope you're crying for
When kingdoms are at war
And so my strike aims true, despite this life I know,
My freedoms have been spurned
This is the life I've earned
My crown is holy lance is power
Stand and fight me!
My ground is hallowed, flag is valor
Tread not lightly!
My voice is glory, soul is boundless
See my vision!
My force is deadly, you're caught in the
Cataclysm!

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