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Born with classic taste and grace
But raised within a fallen age
An ancient blood in my veins
Won't bow down
Won't be tamed
Is it lost
Is it gone
All the truth they carved in stone
Let the age reclaim its glory
Let the hero rewrite stories
Let the rabble praise my name
My rule My reign
No more chains
Let the players play the wild game
I don't play along
I've staked my claim
This mad age takes me down
Wheels of fate spin round and round
The game of crowns played by crowds
Build one up then tear one down
The depths of myth pours down like rain
The rabble forget their own names
A thousand minds fade into one
An endless March till this world is won
Let the age reclaim its glory
Let the hero rewrite stories
Let the rabble praise my name
My rule My reign
No more chains
Now it's my time to raise the flag high
Now it's my time to fight for a bold new rise
The age of glory will be reborn
The age of glory will be reborn Reborn
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