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Awaken by the chilling eminence of the grand memorial hall

kneeling before the monarchal shades I sense the steel weight on my arm

The Falchion delivers the burden of solemnity

The guardian of blood inheritance, the watcher of aryan majesty

I lean over the fountain of centuries, content embracing both virtue and grime

Along with the charge of duty came a skill to derive the ancestral wisdom

To divide the sheep from goats, in prudence and discipline I behold

I obtain the knowledge for a glorious quest, journeying through the mist of time and acts

When the paths entwine to incoherent tangle, the untrodden is the righteous one

Enter the armory, examine the weapons, I took the sharpest and felt its thirst

The noble cause may demand blood they say, and establishing the merciless reign

Summon the olden sacred blood legacy to efface the contamination

Decapitate the source of poisoned stream, and cut the arms that built the tainted empire

I inquire into the mirror of eons, and recall the pale effigies of the knights of honour dark

So precious among those untold who followed the golden gleam and nature-adverse plagues

I invoke the ancient forsaken kingdom to rise my stronghold infinite, astray...