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Few stood against Many

Cold steel clashes

Superior trained warriors

We stop at nothing

One fight one cause

Numbers mean nothing

Demigod, Tyrant

To learn his mortality

Crushing thousands

Not our King!

(Chorus)

Upon a soldier’s brow

We have built a nation’s might

No man alive is worth of my Regicide

No king alive can bring my to a knee

My blood will only spill

For the glory of our sovereignty

Days number on

Still no defeat

No Beast, nor man

Breaks our lines

Supposed Immortals

Name put to the test

Betrayed by our own

Fight ‘til death

Staying thousands

Prepare for Glory!

(Repeat Chorus)

Who shall be the arbiter of a King?

None but me! He shall stand before me!

Bodies litter the ground of our killing field!

Liberty and justice are wielded upon my steel

I am the Usurper, the Executioner

My spear shall pierce the heart of tyranny

A God’s king blood shall stain the ground before me