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• Artiste: Countess
• Titre: Rise Of The Warrior King
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A people enslaved by the laws and lies of the book Hear freedom's call Corrupt clerics clinging to the power they once took The priest must die One fateful day in this land a little bastard boy is born Hear freedom's call Shunned by his society his youth is lonely and forlorn The priest must die [Chorus:] Rise warrior, out of the night March sword king, into the light Fight the battle, now stand your ground Slay the enemy, war drums resound Poverty is all he knows, petty crime his single goal Hear freedom's call Vengeful wrath and rebellion are burning in his soul The priest must die One day thrown in jail for breaking religious rules Hear freedom's call But one day he will surely crush all the holy fools The priest must die [Chorus] Finally he breaks free Rising for all to see War is upon the land The king will make his stand Angry young people flock to the self-proclaimed king Sound the drums of war By the thousands they march while battle hymns they sing Sound the drums of war The clerics try to crush the rebels but they are too late Sound the drums of war Their holy buildings soon to be destroyed by fate Sound the drums of war [Chorus] All holiness defiled by the rise of the warrior king Hail to the king Holy books are burned everywhere blasphemy does ring Hail to the king The slaves of the book are destroyed once and for all Hail to the king Glory abounds for those who heeded the sword king's call Hail to the king [Chorus]