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A row above, beneath the sacred land
An angel’s love, in arms and blood she falls
Her sword still lies bound to her scarred hand
Alas, she dies, and silence meets her calls

Bringer of war
Time for a change
Behold! The crimson sky

(He) comes down, a quick release
Restless creature of relentless kind
In his hand a sign of peace
But raging fury in his mind

Janus faced he speaks of life
Of what’s virtue and of what’s sin
From afar, people arrive
Dispel all doubts on him

Good is just too bad to be god

Red skin turns pale
He puts forth his left hand
A sign not to fail
In this game of to die or to rend

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