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When the moon begins it's trail in darkness |
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And night conquers the day |
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When my spirit wanders through the castles |
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Wind wipes my tears away |
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I can see the gathers clad in shadows |
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The wounds that can be healed |
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Just the seercraft of the new dawn coming |
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Only hope that can be reached |
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The fall of my tears, seems I had ever taste defeat |
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Defenders of the holy crown will bring their swords to bear |
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[Chorus:] |
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In flames are burning centuries |
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By fire they will stir |
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Forsaken words of herecy |
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Thy spells will scat my fear |
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Dark secrets of this fantasy |
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And magic of the pray |
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Supremacy of misbelieves |
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Will show us missing way |
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The reign of sadness layed it's hands on realm of bravery |
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Revoken spells will break the chains by sword and sorcery |
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Brothers of the heathen sworn |
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By sons belaud to skies |
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The end of our silent days |
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Is now within the sight |
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We will rise like forthcoming thunders |
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The steel will assign our way |
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Left - over of bleeding memories |
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Will never fade away |
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The fall of our tears, seems we had ever taste defeat |
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Defenders of the holy crown will bring their swords to bear |
