Dragon's child arise,
Your time has not yet come
The Master's battle-cry is silent
Far between our suns
Aeons you must sleep now
But when you do awaken
Satan will be dead,
By the hands of his creation
And then you must be ready
Earth will need your help
The serpentino's power
Is unimaginable for us
We know you shall not fail us
The Creator chose you well
Destroy the serpentino's creatures
Send them back to Hell
Send them back to Hell
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