Gain through terror Maintained the growth of my empire
Pain caused by anger
Maintained the fall of their empires Blinding, is, my crown
Fearless, is, my throne
Your land. I will make my own "Hail, my master"
Shall be the words spoken in my honor Curse of the conqueror Besieges your soul as you surrender Shadows of my hand
Darkness on your land Forever and now You shall kneel and bow to me. slavishly Bitter is your defeat Treasures at my feet Your wealth. I behold, with greed Gain through terror Maintained the growth of my empire Pain caused by anger Maintained the fall of their empires Shadows of my hand
Darkness on your land Forever and now
You shall kneel and bow to me. slavishly.
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