The leaders Triune
You shall obey
For when we march
Your armies shall fade away
I am impavid
Into battle I march
To stand and fight is my aim
I’m going to win this battle on my own
So to your armies I’m valedictory
Years now have gone
We’ve been fighting so long
But I win,
Yes,
I claim victory
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