The magical card of cards The age has begun Son of the morning Step up to your throne!
One thousand points of light Converge and merge to the Nine Sacred torch bearers unite The power of light is combined
From this vantage point, all is revealed No longer a need to conceal Our children may now see the light Lucifer shining so bright!
Might makes right We crown ourselves And declare our rightful place MY rightful place!
No! What is this? How can this be?! We were deceived! All of our hopes - all of our dreams Illusions! We were betrayed!
What will become of our grand empire? Our torches of light and Promethean fire? We return to the gods what is rightfully ours. Cheated, betrayed, but we’ll never, ever concede!
