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This is our [Will]
[Will Of The World]
Bring your head down,
[Insurgent of Dawn]!

(End Of The Third Hour - Themis)

Moving along the lines
Those are the
[Principles of the Law]
Faced with a

Crisis,
[The World] is igniting,
The death of a loved one,
Losing all,
Can break even a man

A trial to face
The last obstacle
Before departing him

But deities are bold and cruel,
[False Gods] in [The Land]
Dare to mock
Our crying

(Falsified Accusation! Glorified Words Of The Enemy)

Step back
I won't allow
Your sinful, rotten,
Devious acts, so

In the name and
Will of [God]
I now order you to kneel
Filthy commoner

First is the charge of cheating and fraud,
Second the [Lie] you dare us to bought,
Third the mock and your presence here,
Die by the bullets, surrender now

Foolish to think I'll accept those [Lies],
Your [Hierarchy] is no more than trash,
Your mistake was to force me here,
[War]'s what you want, [War]'s what you gonna get

(A Declaration Of War -UNDER-)

Bring it! I'm tired of your screaming
Enough of this feeling
I'm planning to kill it
And I've started thinking
I'm sick of your grinning
A lesson is needed
So try and [Repeat] it
[Remorse] isn't

Bring it! I'm tired of your screaming
Enough of this feeling
I'm planning to kill it
And I've started thinking
I'm sick of your grinning
A lesson is needed
So try and [Repeat] it
I'm teaching you now

(The Trial Of Prometheus)

[Law of Themis],
Hear my statement,
No more impious [Souls],
I'll proof her/his ill intentions

How's everyone feeling?
Soldiers are leaving
Under her claws
Dying through living

An abused [Crown],
Incompetence is not
[Forgiven] in [War] and

Tell me is it worth it? / This is our [Will]
Having a [Clown] / Don't dare to mock,
Tell us we're worthless / In our heaven,
Insurgents will rot!

Name it a failure
Win/death ratio
[Philosophy Of Suicide]
From [False Gods] lost!

(The Mother Of All Problems)

Face it, there's nothing so
Fake it, perjury and resentment,
There´s nothing so make it,
There's only your hatred

Witnesses and greatness,
The court should observe it,
Abandon your temper,
You won't win, I tell ya.

A deserving leash,
A decaying beach,
An order to cleanse,
There's nothing you wish

A court and buffoon,
Your impending doom,
A sentence to give,
Bye, [General]!

(A Declaration Of War -WONDER-)

Bring it! I'm tired of your screaming
Enough of this feeling
I'm planning to kill it
And I've started thinking
I'm sick of your grinning
A lesson is needed
So try and [Repeat] it
[Remorse] isn't...

Bring it! I'm tired of your screaming
Enough of this feeling
I'm planning to kill it
And I've started thinking
I'm sick of your grinning
A lesson is needed
So try and [Repeat] it
I'm teaching you now

No more growls!

Such is [Fate] so

See you around!