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Smoke settles across this scorched land

A picturesque scene of despair

Sundered obelisk lay in ruin as

tribute to our conquest

May the soil turn red with the blood of our enemies today

As we cleanse these lands of their filth and all who stand in our way

With triumphant imperious steel that grinds their bones into dust

We sever their kings head and leave the crown to rust

Soldiery lay aghast in their trenches

Fearful of the coming storm

Thunder reigns across black skies above

Breaking their ranks and signaling the end

May the soil turn red with the blood of our enemies today

As we cleanse these lands of their filth and all who stand in our way

With triumphant imperious steel that grinds their bones into dust

We sever their kings head and leave the crown to rust

Dominion

Hegemon

Annihilation

Absolution