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Through the gates we ride at dawn,

Steel and fire lead us on.

Blades of judgment, hands unclean,

Washing blood in fields unseen.

Burn the temple, break the stone,

Let their kingdom fall alone.

Smoke and screams, the city drowns,

Golden thrones turned into crowns

Of rust and ruin, dust and bone,

Fallen kingdom, lost and gone.

I see the faces, hollow, white,

Burn the temple, break the stone,

Let their kingdom fall alone.

Cursed by blood, no way back,

A soul condemned to fade to black.

They call it fate, they call it right,

Yet all I see is endless night.

Burn the temple, break the stone,

Let their kingdom fall alone.