| Born from ashes
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| Hail to the King of Kings
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| Scream!
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| With the voice of a thousand swords
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| Implement the will to speak
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| Lacerate with your words
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| Time has come to reinstate
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| The world has failed to see
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| Unleash the plague upon the ones
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| Afraid to wander proud
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| Revitalized, we rejoice
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| Horns of triumph sound
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| In honor of the king of kings
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| Our words are filled with pride
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| I crawl into a deep hole
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| And swear again to silence
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| Still cold as stone
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| And my flesh is raw and rotten
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| We rise from ashes
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| To burn again for the lord of lords
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| We rise from ashes
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| To die again for the king of kings
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| Revitalized, we rejoice
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| Horns of triumph sound
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| In honor of the king of kings
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| Our words are filled with pride
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| Reach for the spectral heights
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| While spitting profanities
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| Celebrate the downfall of mankind
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| As our throne has been reclaimed
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| Born from ashes
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| Hail to the King of Kings
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| (We rise from ashes
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| To burn again for the lord of lords
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| We rise from ashes
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| To die again for the king of kings)
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| Scream! |
| As the world falls to its knees
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| Begging for another chance
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| To reach their final goal
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| The light inside appears to fade
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| Yet we hold our torches high
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| To light the way for those in doubt
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| We’re carving another path
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| Revitalized, we rejoice
|
| Horns of triumph sound
|
| In honor of the king of kings
|
| Our words are filled with pride
|
| The light inside appears to fade
|
| Yet we hold our torches high
|
| To light the way for those in doubt
|
| We’re carving another path
|
| Reach for the spectral heights
|
| While spitting profanities
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| Celebrate the downfall of mankind
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| As our throne has been reclaimed
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| King of Kings! |