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There he stands on the hill, sun is rising

Behind him, gives a holy shining

To his head, as the glorious knight

Rides into battle

Like a saint, he’s got holy reasons

There’s a queen to whom he swore allegiance

She was chased, and replaced by someone

who is not worthy

Little local hero, draws his weapon

All his swords are words, blessed by Heaven

Someone hurt his Mistress, quest is given:

Blood revenge!

Will you ever let it go

This is a change you wanna change

I say no

No one cares about your rage

It’s not that war you’re longing for

And your aching soul

Can never forget ’bout this lack

What’s your goal

You will never get her back

Bark from the shadows!

You’re brave while they’re not close

As he rides, in his mind fire rages.

Wounded heart’s burned inside for ages

For the Queen, for the Great Sweet Empress

He gives his blood

Now he sees, notices another monster

New song is out now from the impostor!

Raises his sacred sword, with a battlecry

Starts to write a comment

Little local hero, the One who sees clear,

Bringer of the Truth, the victory is near,

Throw another line, a hallow spear

For justice!

’Course you can have your own opinion

But if you are just someone’s minion

and you’re under a queen’s dominion,

I advise you to shut up and get lost!