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Thundering down over valleys and hills |
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Onward they ride, always side by side |
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The legend tells about the templars, |
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The mighty men, who walk in the shadows |
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There's blood on their blades, swords made of steel |
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Guardians of man, always fight for the right |
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The legend speaks about their coming, |
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The mighty men, they live on forevermore |
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See them ride, emerge out of the sun |
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They will vanish in haze |
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Hear them come, emerge out of dark |
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They will never give in |
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Ride on, through the winds of time |
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Ride on, through the night |
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Leaving their preys with a mark of the good |
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They hunt down in rage, veil them in death |
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In the name of the righteous, in justice |
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They will serve the gods |
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Call for the force, and shout out through the night |
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Seek and do what is right |
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See them come, emerge out of the dark |
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They will never give in |
