Perched upon his throne
Smugly grinning
As he watches the dance
Bodies flow and fall
Steel clashes on iron
He is not afraid to die
It is destined to be
Daggers float swiftly
He is cut like a rogue
His crown is stripped
Hail the new dawn
The tyrant has fell
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In the throne room
She stands frozen by fear
Seeing the blood cascade
Down the golden legs
She cries in terror
As the black angels take her
They bind her face
She drops to her knees
She is cut like a rogue
Her crown is stripped
Hail the new dawn
The tyrant has fell
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They are cut like rogues
Their crowns stripped
Hail the new dawn
The Tyrants have fell
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Pure magic. That band everytime stands out of thousands of mediocre releases in the BM underground. Everything is unique. The music, the production, the image, language, the quality of the vinyl is perfect. oli83