He Who Romances The Lie Shall Dent It Not Days Of Yore текст и слова песни

Concentrate allies, as echoes the battle

Hold up your swords, as we prepare for the fight

Our valorous deeds shall mark this day

We shall crush our foes in a virile fray


Assail, destroy, I want to see them bleed

I want them to cringe and beg mercy

Let us butcher those two-faced people

I want here nothing but a pile of rubble


And I tasted this pleasing dream

Oblivious that I could be my worst enemy

Yet soon these tales would be my loss

He who romances the lie shall deny it not


My domination knows no bounds

And on my pedestal I stand proud

My deeds repulse the limits of sanity

And back home, I drink the cup of victory


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