The faces of people were ashen;
Their beliefs swollen and their hearts blackened.
Only absolute were the half-truths forged by the fallen.
In this time of disgrace
Where warlords have taken hold of state,
When courage is a virgin trait,
We summon the guardians of faith,
Long destined to congregate,
To debase the cauldron schemes of the minion, henchmen, and thieves.
The minion, henchmen, and thieves infect this world with their disease.
With poisonous passion they bring great famine, as the truth they keep hidden.
Hellions of the land.
Doctrines of jargon.
While the torrents quicken in the land of Canaan.
While Zion is left barren.
The minds of many craven,
And to the guardians this an omen.
They awaken the scion, the sovereign brethren of the earth,
And arise as the Golden Legion.
Resurrect the Word the Legion plan,
And rise as lords all freemen shall.
-HSQ
