Roots of the King
ROOTS OF THE KING
TETRA-FANG
その手に浮かび上がる 紋章が証し
闇の色を集め纏う オーラのように
Roots of the king… （×4）
守られるべきものは 種族の掟
背く罪は瞬間 裁かれて
世界を滅ぼすという 力のため
現れた純血の継承者
Judge it, King 紡がれてきた 運命のSaga
その腕にゆだねられた
牙を剥いた者は 永遠に奈落を彷徨う
What is real? 圧倒的な
支配を今 大空に仕掛けてくる
揺るぎない存在 Roots of the king…
その椅子に座るのは 唯（ただ）１人だけ
紛い物は虚しく 消えてゆくだけ
Roots of the king… （×4）
闇の祝福の中 歩み続ける
約束されたステージ 登ってく
世界はまだ気付かずに 回り続け…
選ばれた純血の継承者
Judge it, King 受け継がれてた 運命のSaga
この時代黒く染める
牙を剥いた者は 永遠の死を知るのだろう
What is real? 始まったのは
希望じゃなく 絶望と笑っている
揺るぎない自信は Roots of the king…
光射せば 密かに
影もまた出来るよう
それは決して消せない Roots of blood
Judge it, King 紡がれてきた 運命のSaga
その腕にゆだねられた
牙を剥いた者は 永遠に奈落を彷徨う
What is real? 圧倒的な
支配を今 大空に仕掛けてくる
風が巻き起こって その姿あらわす
Roots of the king…!
Roots of the king…!
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The crest appearing on your hand is proof
Clad in the colours of darkness like the Aurora
Roots of the King...
What is important is to obey your race's law
Those that defy them face instant judgement
Power that can destroy the world
The pure-blooded successor has appeared
Judge it, King! Spin a Saga of fate
Devote it in your heart
Those who face your fangs will wander in hell eternally
What is real? Overwhelming rule is now waging war with the sky
An unwavering being
Roots of the King...
Only one can sit on that throne
Fakes will just lifelessly disappear
Roots of the King...
Continue walking in the prosperity of darkness
Rising to your promised stage
The world continues spinning, unaware...
Of this chosen pure-blood successor!
Judge it, King! Inherit a Saga of fate
Dye this era in blackness
Those who face your fangs will know what eternal death is
What is real? You don't start with hope, in despair you smile
Such unwavering confidence are the
Roots of the King...
Where there is light, secretly,
Shadows are created
Those are the unerasable Roots of Blood...
Judge it, King! Inherit a Saga of fate
Devote it in your heart
Judge it, King! Spin a Saga of fate
Devote it to your heart
Those who face your fangs will wander in hell eternally
What is real? Overwhelming rule is now waging war with the sky
The wind gathers, and that form appears...
Roots of the King...
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