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So, your spirit has risen,

For the temperance no longer counts.

Now the blood in your veins

Boils up, grants the courage to fight.

Father almighty, lay your hand on the desperate,

Guide their will, grant them temperance,

For they have lost their way.

A spark shall awaken the flame,

So stifle the fire in the eyes.

Rage, rage the fire

Burning down the stagnant flow.

So, your contempt has been noted,

For His eyes see all darkness in men.

Now the blood from your veins

Trickles down to the mouths of the greats.

Rage, rage the fire

Burning down the stagnant flow.

Rage, rage the fire

Until a deity sees the glow.