|She crowns him as king, then slays everything.
There's nothing this slayer cant do.
If your protected with fire, keep fast desire.
This plague we'll never undo.
There's still nothing left, of what lies in this chest.
If there's someone to blame, this wastelands a game.
Show me some innocent truth.
A steady hand to fix this land.
Prepare and demolish your use.
Disadvantaged again, they cower in fear.
Gripped by this cheating nightmare.
To begin the quest for undying rest.
Commit to hypnotized stare.
Cradled below this winters snow, melting the end is near.
The first real clue of the oceans preview.
It seems the stars will fall from the air.
Who is in charge of production, if everyone is reluctant?
Remembering famous corruption.
We've built and constructed something.
She has one last objective, to cure and relieve redemption.
She is protection, and like I said,
there's nothing this slayer cant do.