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With shield and spear,

my spirit is driven by contempt

and echoes in eternal hatred,

Clear vision of war dulls the sense of pity.

With shield and sword

I am ready to illuminate

what lies have obscured.

To defend the role of the forlorn wisdom!

As the sun surrenders,

Before the glory of my legion

The dark splendor

of triumph smiles

Proud of the blood shed

by the ungrateful foe.

Memories and lies,

grudges and consequences

All will explode in the blood of insurrection

Clutching in my cold hand,

your skulls I'll crush them

Claiming our Victory!