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Breaking through the darkness

Fighting through the black

Riding on the back of the Sea's Scourge

He sits upon a throne

A throne of Ice

Reigning as king of a dead land

He is the one who is

From Hyperborea

Blind to his own hubris

Slave to his own vices

Spines will break and skulls will shatter

Rocks will break with metal screams

Arrows will pierce rock and flesh

Atlantis gets its hero

Riding on the Sun God's Wrath

Propelled by dreams of riches

The cold wind blows

An army marches forth

Of wicked stone and steel

To ravage the banks of the God's Land

An Arrow falls

And a man follows

As he screams to the Heavens above

I am the one who is

From Hyperborea

No man escapes the sun

This light will blind you all

Spines will break and skulls will shatter

Rocks will break with metal screams

Arrows will pierce rock and flesh

Atlantis gets its hero

Riding on the Sun God's Wrath

Propelled by dreams of riches

The cold wind blows

Atlantis

Meet your hero

I bring you

Victory

Atlantis

Bow to your hero

Bring me

Gold and women

Prose and Legend

That's meant

For the Gods