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In the sky, a nefarious song echoes

Swords and spears, longing for glory and power

As a leader, he intones

The beginning of the great victory.

The hand of evil carved terror

Bathing in blood, peace and love.

Fearless he moves on

His great and fearless army

With golden swords they are relentless

They don't even respect the armistice.

The hand of evil carved terror

Blood and stain peace and love.

Conquered the glory in an atrocious way

Crudely marking the history

Inoculating swords leaving blemishes

Without mercy the myth was made

The hand of evil carved terror

Toasting hatred and horror with blood