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For the ones who stand before me

Awakened creatures of the night

For the ones who stay hungry

Till the morning light

We are the children of tomorrow

The last to roam in the dark

We are gathered and united

Under the morning star

Defenders still on the rise

With a story foretold

Come marching out

Through the cheer of the crowd

As diamonds and rust unfold

From dust to gold

A sight of lightning from the hillside

A sense of power in the air

No more strive on your own

It's time to make yourself prepared

For a turn of the tide

For a force uncontrolled

From dust to gold