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Like fragments of ice
Like broken glass inside your throat
Like thorns in your skin
Such is this rage, the rope that seals our revenge
We came to burn your throne of lies to ashes
We are black birds beneath your sky
We’ll hide your sun, tyrant
The empire will fall
With our blood we built your towers of gold
We came to burn your throne of lies to ashes
We are black birds beneath your sky
We’ll hide your sun
We are the ones born from the dust, the fallen
We are the spark, we are the flame
The seed of hope
And now…
We will take it back
Now we’re faithless, gods
Hunger, sweat and rust
Sharp our swords, tyrant
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