In a battle we strive
To defend it all
The falsenass that tries
To invade what is ours
Blessed by the gods
And filled with desires
We stand ready to fight
For what is our, ours
Prepared to die for my faith in you
We rise to a godlike state of mind
Prepared to die for my faith in you
We rise to a godlike state of mind
We struggle beneath
Life’s wings of fury
Just dreaming of that
Which should be ours
Thin, frail and weak
Are the bonds we have
Blinded by pride
Why can’t you see
The blood that we spill is ours
Prepared to die for my faith in you
We rise to a godlike state of mind
Prepared to die for my faith in you
We rise to a godlike state of mind
Swords...sharpened to destroy
Shields...painted in blood
Swords...sharpened to destroy
Shields...painted in blood
Prepared to die for my faith in you
We rise to a godlike state of mind
Prepared to die for my faith in you
We rise to a godlike state of mind
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