Reveal the truth,
broken oath,
guilty.
Anything within your endless mourn
can redeem the broken shield.
Standard of throne, burning and torn
may be the might of your filth.
Sacred vow rotting on your tongue.
Time has come, raise your spear,
let twilight fall upon a brave folk
who fly upwards, shedding a tear.
Their eyes faded into your dawn.
Paling horizon, shining moon.
Shining moon!
Melior morior bellator, quam ago profugus.
Hiding in light,
none say:
Guilty.
Guilty.
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