With an iron hand and a tame man's mask
the son of winter ruled these lands
a feeble nation of apes resentful
unfit for the lion�s sovereignty and majesty
unfit for noble and royal wills like his
an ancient emperor deprived of glorious history.
The liar enemies didn�t let the blind understand him
and now the king rests forever in a cage
his crime was having greatness in a small nation
now forever shut up with his lonely lion rage.
Leading with eternal eyes the armies at his command
facing boldly the war like a king of old
hated now for having duty planned the spilling of blood
but rising again by the voice of me alone.
No matter what the unjust future may provide
you have a kingly place in immortality
the kneeling nation shall feed forever on lies
but the strong men shall hail you eternally.

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