Hear me! born accomplices
Vanquish the afflicted
Stand for my cause
Touch my crown
Come to me
Villains of my will
Fly with inveigling angels
Embellished Freesias dying before my eyes
Hell breaks loose
Perish no more my sovereign
For the outcasts shall come into existence
And shall touch that crown
Heaven opens it's gates
Beckons the baneful apostles
From the dark chambers of the earth
From places solemnly cursed
You slay to reign the throne
We slay to reign the throne
Embellished Freesias are now unknown
Raise the ciborium
Reign that throne
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