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The Mark of Power |
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Adorn the face of your son |
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Through the third eye I saw |
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The battle left to be won |
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This pure face ornamented |
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With long and pale red scars |
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Everlasting under the golden stars |
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The time has come |
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For you, my son |
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To bear the mark of power |
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Gods, hear me know |
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I will revive the serpents throne |
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Gods, hear my cries |
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The throne is mine to rule alone |
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See this our providence, |
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Your breed and your blood |
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The everlasting stand |
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Through (the) devouring flood |
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It's time for one |
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To become |
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Heir to the throne of fire |
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I care not if you hate me |
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As long as you will fear me |
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I rise monuments as |
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The victor's fortune |
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And as display of your fallen |
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And failed creation |
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For what I have undone |
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I stand here as the peerless son |
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"You helped to put the sword in my hand |
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We have climbed this mountain together |
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And I stand on your shields at the top |
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Your spears - my fortification |
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Your enemies are mine |
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But I speak the words of the gods |
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And I can summon the thunder" |
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The time has come |
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For the one |
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Ro bear the mark of power |
