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He once was humble, his eyes were staring the soil

As he lifted the weight of his fall

He crawled among of his tyrants

And they laughed at his fate

Bridge

He dares to stand up and look at the sun

His time will come above his age he will stand

Refrain

Ride under the light of the morning star

Stab with a blade in their hearts

Blow the winds of revenge

The gods are favoring the brave

Marching with hate on horses of vengeance

Pounding the ground spreading fire and fear

Wage of madness bath into blood

Propel from the abyss the legions of death

Bridge

He's raising his hand up and hail at the sun

His time will come above his age he will stand

Refrain

Ride under the light of the morning star

Stab with a blade in their hearts

Blow the winds of revenge

The gods are favoring the brave

Middle

The sacred deadly pure passes his soul to eternal elysian fields

The last residence of the wise and brave

There were sadness does not reign

Refrain

Ride under the light of the morning star

Stab with a blade in their hearts

Blow the winds of revenge

The gods are favoring the brave