The Blood We Spilled

Supreme Majesty

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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