Armoured horses,
gloves of steel,
silver blades,
time to reveal.
We're the tyrants that guard the land.
Proud upon our gilded thrones.
Servants of our great ancestors,
who guarded the gates to infinity.
Once kings of shadows,
on these blackened fields.
All might and domination ruled the realms
of the above.
Unconquerable walls,
weapon of migth,
splendour and nobility,
barbaric times.
We're the tyrants that guard the land.
Proud upon our gilded thrones.
The kings that hold
at the throne.
Immortal and invincible,
the might lives on.
Armies hovered across the land
on the end of the roll where the rivers of red
beyond that has no man been.
We're the tyrants...
We're the tyrants...
Armoured horses,
gloves of steel,
silver blades,
time to reveal.
We're the tyrants... that guard the land.
Proud upon... our gilded thrones.
Moments of time roll,
deep within mind.
Thougths roam free and endless...
remembering... the tyrants time.
We're the tyrants...
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