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Silence - in wake of the dawn,

Crossing the plains, the black demon of hate

Bodies aflame, ashen veil in the sky

And warrior's sight fulfilled in blood, death and fire

Last shards of a finest sword, reflect the pyres soaring clouds

Outcome of a direst war, empire in ruins left by gods just to rot

In core of the darkness, prophecies of old kindle flame

Ascending winds, trembling of earth, upon the wasteland the wings of rebirth

All of those who've fallen,

Raise your gaze to skies

Hear the shriek forming storms, crushing mountains, shifting seas

All of those who've fallen,

Rise and call for arms,

As the iron once sound shall be now reforged, we will die and rise in flame

All us who bare, are gathered here

To reclaim the bushido's worth

Waves growing strong, embers are born

burning remains of horizon

In heart of the darkness—in blackness of void—prophecies of old ; truth be told

Ascending winds, trembling of earth, upon the wasteland the wings of rebirth

The fallen, heed my call

Now rise and never fall

The horizon lights without the sun, revealing the feathers burning everbright

Desolate spirits wandering with a past merciless, embodied again under the celestial wings. Shroud of stillness entwines the lands once more, yet the story is not finished for this is only another beginning in the endless war

All of those who've fallen,

Raise your gaze to skies

Hear the shriek forming storms, over mountains, far and wide

All those here, it's not the end

the rivers will flow once more

All the ash that once bound the lands shall fade

All the fear that once bound the spirit, forever gone