It's been 900 days
Since I fell in coronation
These peasants, they adore me

My crown is shackles
Deliberation censored
Their life is in my hand

We must be strong
We will rise
Upon to
The Angel must die

What is this?
They’re standing affirm
I know! I'll create genocide

The sacred palm
It guides them to
I'm God, I’m the only one

We must be strong
We will rise
Upon to
The Angel must die

On we go, kill the King
Ostracise validity
Fear no more shed for thee
Free this life from tyranny

No!

Flee I must through grove and trunk
Way to old life I must find