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He was commander at the age of 23
Forever enslaved to his own vanity
Charging forward through the enemy lines
Death & glory will forever be entwined

His trusted scouts...they told him a tale
A mighty camp they cannot possibly assail
The braves were many and their weaknesses were few
Bold in conviction with nothing left to lose!

Riding to glory!
He was the son of the morning star
Attack before the rising sun
He was the son of the morning star

A butcher of innocents, a family affair
He rode into glory without any cares
Driven by madness, sealing his fate
On the plains of destiny, far too little, far too late

Riding to glory!
He was the son of the morning star
Attack before the rising sun
He was the son of the morning star

He was the son!
He was the son!!

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