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For a while |
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I been hearing, the screams of agony |
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Like so many people dying |
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For my eyes have seen the worst in this life, and beyond... |
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The visions of horror from beyond spectral plains |
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Like a noble warrior |
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I must go to the outer realms |
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The center of hell |
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There I must face the unknown master of benevolence |
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In battle... |
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At the gates |
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I face a path of darkness |
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A trail I must walk alone |
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A shield I carry, and sword in hand |
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Faith is my courage, is all |
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I carry in this waste land |
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A task of bravery, |
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I will prevail |
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I wipe the sweat from my eyes, the visions of horror |
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A silhouette of demons |
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Swift as the wind they attack, the battle of destiny begins |
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The blood and valor is beyond spectral plains |
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I swing my sword up high, the sounds of steel collide |
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Hand to hand we fight on, until the very last they will fall |
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The sounds of the dying, screaming in their blood |
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Onward I keep marching, for victory is in my wake |
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Surrounded by darkness and dismay |
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For what lies before me is the land of death |
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I carry on alone into oblivion |