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Regalia covered in the blood,

of peasants and those who have strayed.

From paths that rooted in the cross,

but now you've been sent to hell!

You've lost all your grace,

and ended your name.

Forgotten all eternity,

been put to rest with a sword in your back

forgotten of...

Hail! Rule! Kill!

Bend your masters to your will.

Hail! Rule! Kill!

With this savage sword I rule.

You've come so far from being dead,

now what will you do?

Becoming tarnished once again.

Now will you live like a wretch?

Or kill all the gods and conquer the realms,

you shall reign true mighty and free.

They've been put to rest with a sword in their back

forgotten of...

Hail! Rule! Kill!

Bend your masters to your will.

Hail! Rule! Kill!

With this savage sword I rule.

Master...