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Enemy lines form
To march ten thousand strong
Rising their tide is heading our way

Myriad souls ascent
To set foot on the battle's crest
Divine heights carry the brave

While death reigns
Sinister winds blow
Blow after blow
Even the bravest fall

I watch them lay down
Silently they rest
On meadows of steel

And I know their pain
My ever-changing embrace
Bears deadly thrusts

Those who hold me cannot die
I will not break neither yield
No hit can harm me or overrun me
One step closer to the kill

Those who face me never live
Breaking the front line rushing in
Bodies I'm thrashing with every hit
Angel of mayhem, Protean Shield

On the feet of My Sire
Broken weapons and bodies are heaped
Soon his enemies tire
Their waves one by one, are undone unto me

Those who hold me cannot die
I will not break neither yield
No hit can harm me or overrun me
One step closer to the kill

Those who face me never live
Breaking the front line rushing in
Bodies I'm thrashing with every hit
Angel of mayhem, Protean Shield

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