Infiltrators crushing in at every angle flanking at all corners
We stood at the edge of the world's mightiest battle
The conduit rose from its blue mystic light
Illuminating the heavens with its cold, beaming might
Shattering all forms of life as they please
The morning comes with an early breeze
But the night's shadow looms the sun still
The planet's doom was all that seems to kindle
In the eyes of a forgotten moccasin
While a child burns feet first on dreams upon dreams
Indoctrination, subjugation, limitation, dreams
Rise mighty monarch and harvest
Show us what it means to be alive
Show us our hopes and dreams
Show us, show us your power
Power through domination
Power through destruction

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