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A peaceful Kingdom cracks

At the foothills of the Sea

The fishermen grow weary

Of the rule of their own king

The proletariat

Is often silenced by

The greed of righteous Kings

So by our blades he will die

Oh, and by the will of Justice

I'll take your life

By the Beast of Stone's words

You'll die tonight

With this Chain of Blades

I'll bring you to your knees

By night's shade

Chain of Blades

By night's shade

Chain of Blades