| Goddamned be the name’s praise
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| When the game’s set
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| Invalid alphas, they can’t hold our gaze
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| For the word, for the song
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| For the long road home
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| Behold your true king, know us by our scars
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| Know us by the false god’s tattered flesh that’s in our jaws
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| Come all ye wolves of risk and thrill, and stand
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| We come to set ablaze the omega days
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| For the word (For the word)
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| For the song (For the song)
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| For the long (For the long) road home
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| Behold your true king, know us by our scars
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| Know us by the false god’s tattered flesh that’s in our jaws
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| As the Earth quakes, as the lion wakes
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| So we come
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| Bend the knee, beg for amnesty
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| Vermin, you’ll get none
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| We come by mirth of soul
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| We come by a joyous ocean, yeah
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| Yeah
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| Woe to the knave who halts us
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| Woe to that sad, sorry soul
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| Behold your true king, know us by our scars
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| Know us by the false god’s tattered flesh that’s in our jaws
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| As the Earth quakes, as the lion wakes
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| So we come
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| Bend the knee, beg for amnesty
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| Vermin, you’ll get none |