| Coronation of this our domain
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| Only the strong and dominant shall remain
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| Ancestral power granted, this our night
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| Inheritance never relinquished, endure the plight
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| Fools fall backwards
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| Passion for victory, never in sight
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| The feeble falling victim to the aggressive
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| To the aggressive this night
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| To lose a life or take a life
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| Your just cause rewarded
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| Hindered on the battlefield by nothing or no one
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| Death exploited
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| Taste the blood, smell the victory in the air
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| Yellowed eyes take in the dead stare
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| The rule shall govern under one allegiance
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| Our realm, our dominion
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| The authority that has been bestowed
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| Will flourish when it’s ripe
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| All empires that stand around us
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| Will decay and fade from sight
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| Coronation of this our domain
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| Coronation of this dominion
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| This coronation
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| Intrepid preservation!
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| Self realization
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| Feel the supremacy all around you
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| Granted powers to survive
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| Your soul forever immortal
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| Regain strength of all past lives
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| The throne allocated upon us
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| The key to sovereign rule
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| No more are we looked upon as common
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| The reign of power is true
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| Coronation
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| Never to give in, bred from the start to always win
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| Waiting for this day to come, always within our grasp
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| Faltering and the weak lay gathered at our feet
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| Decimating fools, genocide is our link
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| Fools fall backwards
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| Passion for victory, never in sight
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| The feeble falling victim to the aggressive
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| To the aggressive this night
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| Crowning of this sovereign can wait no longer
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| Inner hostilities force the surfacing
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| Violent traditions altered beyond fate
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| Your crumbling society denied, ESCAPE! |