| As I readied my time-worn shield
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| And entered my old crown
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| I knew what had to be done
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| (What had to be done)
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| I was not plucked by the heavens
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| to be trained as a warrior
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| I was created knowing only war
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| IF DEATH IS THE WINNER OF EVERY WAR
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| THEN IT’S DEATH THAT I’LL HAVE TO BECOME
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| BLACK ON TRACK, THROUGH THE GLOOM WE SOAR
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| THE END OF THEIR TYRANNY HAS BEGUN
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| ARISE MORTALS, LIKE A FLOOD OF VENGEANCE
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| BECOME THE LEVIATHAN, WHICH NOTHING CAN SHUN
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| THERE WILL BE NO HINDRANCE, ONCE THEIR TASKMASTER FALLS
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| AND THAT’S WHEN JUSTICE WILL BE DONE
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| If your hearts were really broken
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| You would all be dead
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| So even if your souls are crushed
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| You must comprehend
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| That these could be your last days
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| Time is running short
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| Follow the song of the Angel cleaver
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| And let my dark wings fortify you
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| IF DEATH IS THE WINNER OF EVERY WAR
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| THEN IT’S DEATH THAT I’LL HAVE TO BECOME
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| BLACK ON TRACK, THROUGH THE GLOOM WE SOAR
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| THE END OF THEIR TYRANNY HAS BEGUN
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| ARISE MORTALS, LIKE A FLOOD OF VENGEANCE
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| BECOME THE LEVIATHAN, WHICH NOTHING CAN SHUN
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| THERE WILL BE NO HINDRANCE, ONCE THEIR TASKMASTER FALLS
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| AND THAT’S WHEN JUSTICE WILL BE DONE
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| Fire burns many things, but it cannot touch a shadow
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| Let them run, let them hide, we will always be close behind
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| We will always be close behind
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| Justice will be done
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| Justice shall be done |