Victory or Death

Let the games begin
 Your legions are chosen for a tournament
 Worthy of the ages
 The astral arena beckons your names
 What is this proposition?
 Corruption of the order falls upon us
 We are purely soldiers of the empire
 Loyal to the blood of our own
 Amass power and reverence
 The essence of your prowess emerges
 Let there be no doubt in your heart
 Compete
 And claim your rights as warriors
 The nature of the order is fraudulent
 Now is our time to overthrow
 "We pledge to contend in the games"
 You have chosen well
 You will be gods
 Labor Ipse Voluptas
 Victoria Aut Mors
 Victory or Death
 Assembled in regal brigades
 Massive battalions staking their claims
 Bearing flags within the walls of the cosmic colossus
 We revel in our disguise
 They know not of their demise
 We will strike down the sordid order
 Revolt is imminent
 Wrath on those that we abhor
 Rivals
 Rise up with might
 Enter the stage
 Commence this fight
 Where the last word was spoken
 There will be no compromises
 When the force of duress
 Strangles the heart of imminent defenses
 Once you cross the line
 Nothing left but the will to fight
 And the fire alive in the minds
 Of those intent to remain free
 No masters, no slaves
 Heads will roll
 Cast out and beaten to the ground
 Defeated - stripped of our crown
 We will usurp - assume control
 Inferior regime
 Bow before the mighty ones
 Victory or Death