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His hand must be hard as stone

As they call him "the eternal god"

They fear his wrath and more...

Steel against steel, so many fell

Hunting in the endless land

For the jewel-crowned king

The sound of distant hymns

Echoes in the broken past

Fanes to the highest emperors

Trembled under his feet

Stygian forges formed his sword

Bearing pride above fear

Whispered fantasia follows the ways

And cries silent in the dark

The black altar

Sculptured of the false

Scepters in the way

To wisdom on the throne

The veil of might - reborn

Above the broken existence

His hand must be hard as stone

As they call him "the eternal god"

They fear his wrath and more...

Steel against steel, so many fell

Stygian forges formed his sword

Bearing pride above fear

Whispered fantasia follows the ways

And cries silent in the dark