| Boundless shadows, land of the hundred czars
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| Hallowed warriors, rest beneath the stars
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| No more we ever speak
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| Of fields of reckoning
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| No voice calling, from the dark
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| Names of gold
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| Forged in wars of old
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| The memory remains
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| A vision of endless misery
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| Woes of ours in vein…
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| Sons of Minerva, the fortune of the realm
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| Call on our savior, to wipe out all the traitors
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| The Earth trembles as we gather ashore
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| For the lands we swore to hold
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| For our kingdom glorious
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| Endless demons, found us overnight
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| Still we’re standing, basking in the light
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| No more we ever speak
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| Of fields of reckoning
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| No voice calling, from the dark
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| Days of old
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| Wars victorious
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| The memory remains
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| Worlds falling a-way
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| Sons of Minerva, the fortune of the realm
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| Call on our savior, to wipe out all the traitors
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| The Earth trembled as we gathered ashore
|
| For the lands we swore to hold
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| For our kingdom glorious
|
| Sons of Minerva, the fortune of the realm
|
| Call on our savior, to wipe out the traitors
|
| The Earth trembles as we gather ashore
|
| For the lands we swear to hold
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| For our kingdom glorious |