Life of vengeance, a passive test, Until the grave I will rest, Engage the pressure until it crumbles,.
The existence of the lifeless black souls, Onward to the sacred battlefield, Where justification and limits are revealed,
Hail to a father of divine, To the son the light will shine, From the angst of lost memories, A just revenge to cure misery
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