Under a veil of hate and sorrow
They struggle to survive
Doomed in eternal suffering
Praying for freedom.
Betrayed by their own kind
Now living in madness.
An ancient hero is still to be risen
An ancient god known only by the few
In these times they must be strong
For the cry for help has been heard.
From the shadow of the past long forgotten
Rises forth an ancient hero in all his glory
Like a godsend he will lead the people into victory
The enemy shall bow to his unholy feet.
Gather up all my sons for now you will prevail
The time has come to make them pay
Strike them with all your might and your land will be free
The bards will sing of your bravery.
An ancient hero is still to be risen
An ancient god known only by the few
In these times they must be strong
For the cry for help has been heard.
From the shadow of the past long forgotten
Rises forth an ancient hero in all his glory
Like a godsend he will lead the people into victory
The enemy shall bow to his unholy feet.
From the shadow of the past long forgotten
Rises forth an ancient hero in all his glory
Like a godsend he will lead the people into victory
The enemy shall bow to his unholy feet.
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