War of Kings Part 6 Resurgence of Power
Are dreams shall not be torn to pieces
Hope will not fade away or wither
Repair the fragments of are broken light
Bring forth a strategic push of relief
Slice the strings of the draining struggle
This still burns, we embody the essence of the sword
Becoming conquers, free are lands
Tear down the enemy walls
Take no prisoners and destroy their heritage
For every one of are solders that have fallen
Order shall bestowed until we dominate
No mercy, just the glory of winning the battle
We must free are selves from the serpent’s coils
Saving are future from a torturous world
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