| Hail mars
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| Hail conquerer of the stars
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| Come bring the fight
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| And tear the night oh king of wars
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| And so my eyes before me
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| Are lit by battle’s glow
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| For are there wars not raging
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| Upon the earth below
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| Mars Ultor
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| Mandala Mangala
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| Come bring the fire, reflect the ire
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| Of gods and men
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| The savage and the hungry
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| Will feast upon the weak
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| Only the peace through violent
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| Warfare is the peace we seek
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| Through smoke and floating embers
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| I see the face of war
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| The tales of ancient battles
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| And lovers lost before
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| With Venus in the distance
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| He sets his eyes ahead
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| And those who stand before him
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| Will die or flee in dread
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| I see thee rising upward
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| With bloodied copper mask
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| A fierce and proud expression
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| Looks down upon the task
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| That men may forge and furor
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| And break against the wall
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| Only their death is certain
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| And I await them all
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| Mars Ultor
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| Mandala Mangala
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| Come bring the fight
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| And tear the night oh king of wars
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| And so my eyes before me
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| Are lit by battle’s glow
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| For are there wars not raging
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| Upon the earth below
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| The guides have reached their limit
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| No further can they go
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| What lies beyond the final
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| Sphere no man was meant to know
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| My master now awaits me
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| Beyond the crystal door
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| These ages I have wondered
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| Now I wander here no more
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| I see thee rising upward
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| With bloodied copper mask
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| A fierce and proud expression
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| Looks down upon the task
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| That men may forge and furor
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| And break against the wall
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| Only their death is certain
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| And I await them all
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| Awaken and rise
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| Master of the blazing skies
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| Fight! |
| Illumination burning bright!!!
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| In the crystal’s light
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| I see myself and mortal plight
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| What is right?
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| Assume the torch and win the fight |