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Lizards from the sky have descended upon the land

Wreaking only death and destruction is their intent

Circling like vultures around us, they pierce our souls

With fiery eyes of hatred and malice

There's nowhere left to run

Even the darkest night can't hide their gaze upon us

Circling day and night ignites the fear within

We are but simple mice gathering for the winter

Nothing can save us now, the end is nigh

The lizard king has landed among us with eyes ablaze

Tribal Counts he calls to a duel to stake his claim

Helplessly we scatter for cover beneath his wings

One emerges unlike the others against the king

Armed with only cunning and reason

He fells the king and drive off the legion

Even the darkest night can't hide the light within us

As we give honor to our newly christened king

Only the heavenly light could architect this victory

Crushing the powerful and lifting up the weak