All sinners and saints
The walls of the temple are beckoning
Centuries of torment of unending pain
The cries of the tortured are deafening
At dawn all I hear are cries of pain
At dusk those inside the shrine will reign
Reign over you!
Conquering all
The chosen few
Dawn will awake
With hope for you
Warriors and cowards and all inbetween
The spirits of those are stuck on you
Live by the strong hand
And die by the weak
The savior protects us in all we do
At dawn all I hear are cries of pain
At dusk those inside the shrine will reign
Reign over you!
Conquering all
The chosen few
Dawn will awake
With hope for you
We bring new life
With strength and pride
Heroes were lost
With those who died
Guardians of children All sinners and saints The walls of the temple are beckoning Centuries of torment of unending pain The cries of the tortured are deafening At dawn all I hear are cries of pain At dusk those inside the shrine will reign Reign over you! Conquering all The chosen few Dawn will awake With hope for you Warriors and cowards and all inbetween The spirits of those are stuck on you Live by the strong hand And die by the weak The savior protects us in all we do At dawn all I hear are cries of pain At dusk those inside the shrine will reign Reign over you! Conquering all The chosen few Dawn will awake With hope for you We bring new life With strength and pride Heroes were lost With those who died Explain Request ×
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