Master - victory is yoursAll power and strengthWho is heThat
O majestyOf the sovereign ruleYour open palmYou have set over
Released into a world of corruptionYour journey begins on a
Rise upMy soulTake flightAccelerateBy grace brought homeI will abide with
Deification rotting mindsDenying the christInfested with liesFrom demons bornYou
For he'd forsaken all he had to give youGreater than
My life i lay it downAnd bow before your throneMy
The traveller lies fallen battered and bleedingIn pain upon his
BeholdThe EndIs upon usNow a living nightmareBeastly dominionNewborns must endur
To dwell in the lightOf the ancient of daysIn bliss
There is none - who understandsNot one who seeks after
As needles of iceAre the I'll winds' talonsThe coldest of
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