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300 years has passedtime is ripe for returnback to the holy landswhere our souls yearnacross the barren wastethrough the mists of spacefrom sun to sunwho will win the race
We are bred for warheed the crusader callto claim the sacred prizethe cradle of us all
Like a sword we cutthrough occupied landsbringing justice and orderto a lesser racewe shall conquer you alland rule with an iron hand
And then came the dayof cursed Tukayiidwhere seven was gatheredagainst a greater whiteonly one met successthrough the firestorm
We are bred for warhear the Ghostbear roarwe are bred for supremacyfear the jaguar clawswe breed to improvefeel the Jadefalcons wrathwe are bred for warwe are bred for death
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