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Lupercalian Spirits Rise
06:46
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*The origins of Rome and the link between first king and first emperor*
A hate-bred conception
A shameful birth, twins discarded, left to perish
Fate ordains a rescue from the tide by a she-wolf
Protected in her cave, the obsidian orifice of origin: The Lupercal
Raised by the lupine matriarch, they grow, forged in the fires of war
This is the rise of the Lupercalian
He that leaps over my battlements shall perish
Brother strikes down brother, the first king crowned, from the dirt he ascends
To find the first kingdom, to find Rome, lighting the beacon
Raising the world from the dark, marching his armies, carving his mark
Centuries pass, a palace is built atop the cave
The Emperor, first citizen, communes with mother-wolf
Romulus and Augustus, linked by birthplace of empire
Lupercalian spirits rise to the heights of immortal legacy
Possessed with the lupine spirit to conquer
Possessed by war, possessed by fire, and desire
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*The swan song of the brave legion*
The final stand of the cursed, exiled, forgotten
Perishing in stages of decay, but fierce with no fear of death
Plagued with bloodied step and rotten stump, they limp onwards
To fight and die with honour, to redeem their souls for heaven
March to battle leper legion
A song muffled, masked by stained bandage, cloaked in torn rag
A moving choir, moaning their requiem
The most lethal of the empire, doomed fodder, craving battle
All shall fall before the leper legion, harbingers of death
All wanting to fight, to bleed, to die first, dragging themselves through the black sand
To the frontline, to break life's cruel curse, this decrepit and infected warrior band
In the bloodied dunes is where the corpses lay
Defeated and piled, in a mass desert grave
But now their spirits rise up to the fields of Elysium
Renewed in the afterlife, the brave, glittering, leper legion
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Black Prayer To Aeolus
05:04
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*A prayer for victory to thy ancestral patron god, Aeolus*
Exhale, engulf us with protection and providence
Blow a deep breath, ensure our fleet naval dominance
Aeolus, our father
Aeolus, our defender
Aeolus
Spoil the wine-dark waters where our opponents lurk and dare
Sink them with obsidian whisper, let their hulls crack, their sails tear
Ensure the supremacy of your children, lend victory to our fight
From atop your jagged rock throne, sentinel of ancient might
Aeolus, hear my prayer, knelt at your shrine where waves roar and crash
Give us strength, patron divine, make our enemies cower when our ships do clash
God of wind, lord of storms, battle alongside the people of your isle
We request your presence in battle, us people of your isle
Aeolus, emerge from your stoney cave hollowed in the face of the summit
Armed with holy gust and triumphant gale, let our adversary plummet
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