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letra de victorious - aviators

[verse 1]
for a time away
i walked with the exiled and prayed
for a conflict to call me back home
to the champion’s throne
when the mountains quake
there’s strength left and glory to take
a contender that stands in my path
here to tempt my wrath

[chorus]
when circled by vultures
i keep my nerve still
with honor and a blessing
i conquered each thrill
and though i had fallen
i’ll come roaring back again
as claws are unleashing
the rivals will dance
like songs of a ritual
across the expanse
of order in ruin
and nothing but pride to defend

a crown for the victorious
the battle will be glorious
and they will call our names
in the valley of the saints
a test of strength to lay it bare
survivor takes the lion’s share
and tempers won’t give way
’til we’ve earned a hero’s grave
as the last one standing brave
[verse 2]
no, i cannot not be caged
like the jaws of the apex’s rage
for our nature has left but one way
to honor the pain
every chance to die
is inspiration to survive
in a furious duet of blades
two stars on the stage

[chorus]
when circled by vultures
i keep my nerve still
with honor and a blessing
i conquered each thrill
and though i had fallen
i’ll come roaring back once again
as claws are unleashing
the rivals will dance
like songs of a ritual
across the expanse
of order in ruin
and nothing but pride to defend

a crown for the victorious
the battle will be glorious
and they will call our names
in the valley of the saints
a test of strength to lay it bare
survivor takes the lion’s share
and tempers won’t give way
’til we’ve earned a hero’s grave
as the last one standing brave
[verse 3]
the veil is torn
a moment of truth
for our sons and our daughters
is battle born
the blood of the covenant
thicker than water
within the storm
the lion meets your eyes
a severance
the splitting of fates
and the passing of our own
remembrance
the first and the last in a flurry of fists
bled in reverence
so may the true king rise

[outro]
a crown for the victorious
the battle will be glorious
and they will call our names
in the valley of the saints
a test of strength to lay it bare
survivor takes the lion’s share
and tempers won’t give way
’til we’ve earned a hero’s grave
as the last one standing brave

- aviators

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