| Time has never simplified
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| It’s always been so cruel
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| Deep down inside our hearts
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| We know it’s all for fools
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| The tribulations of this land
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| Are coarse and deep within
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| Raise up with all your might
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| Use the power we have to win
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| For we’re centurians in a game of war
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| Fighting for fortune and fame
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| We’re the warriors of a dying race
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| In the centurian war games
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| The swords that gleam against the sky
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| That’s red with fires of war
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| The warriors they fight side by side
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| Till time is nevermore
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| Let us win our certain fame
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| In the game that ends all games
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| We will win our rival name
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| In the centurian war games
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| For we’re centurians in a game of war
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| Fighting for fortune and fame
|
| We’re the warriors of a dying race
|
| In the centurian war games
|
| The time has never simplified
|
| It’s always been so cruel
|
| And deep down inside our hearts
|
| We know it’s all for fools
|
| The tribulations of this land
|
| Are coarse and deep within
|
| Raise up with all your might
|
| Use the power we have to win
|
| For we’re centurians in a game of war
|
| Fighting for fortune and fame
|
| We’re the warriors of a dying race
|
| In the centurian
|
| For we’re centurians in a game of war
|
| Fighting for fortune and fame
|
| We’re the warriors of a dying race
|
| In the centurian centurian centurian war games |