I'm sorry honey
Our ships are about to leave
Not waiting for funny
Battle awaits sword in my hand
In my heart
We wait
Then land
Now screaming
Battle planned
Invited to see
Climb to the top
the taking of land
Never enough
It's never enough
The things we must gain
A plague from the north
We arrive
Too late
Don't pray
Your illusions
Has to and
On purest form I'll reinstate
Never again
Season to come
Help me convince
Victory mine
Your fate
In my hand
Take away
But my plan
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