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As we fall we truly arise |
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They will fail to purify their praiseworthy land |
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Underneath a heretical sky |
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Our torn wings will cry revenge |
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Out of the darkness |
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The inception |
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Our darkest hour |
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Is now behind us |
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Blood shall rain upon their empire |
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It won't stop until the glory is ours |
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For we have already fallen |
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There is nothing to lose |
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And as sure as the sun will set |
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Their reign will meet its end |
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So awaken my banished brethren |
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It is time to reclaim what they have taken |
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We will not go quiet |
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We will not play dead |
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Broken wings with the anatomy of deception |
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We will rise from chaos to elude this damnation |
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Hail horror, Hail internal world |
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Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven |