Soldiers of the Light, unsheathe your swords,
Stand firm with the King, the battle is yours,
Beware of the blight, be wary of the hordes,
Foul demons of hell invading our shores;
They know no honor, attacking our souls,
Through wicked power, they inflict tolls,
A costly battle is this we warriors wage,
Against the dragon of this despicable age;
Fear not brethren, in faith we will not cave,
For our salvation, we Sons of God are brave,
These beasts, they dread that very last day,
A frightful time, when the unrepentant pay;
Therefore to the cross, our gifted banner,
Let us form our ranks, a mighty legion gather,
And though the fallen seem to surround us,
By the power of Heaven we shall be victorious.
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