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It was a dark autumn moon |
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And we celebrated our crop |
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We were glad that we had |
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A winter without |
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Hunger before us |
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Every man and woman |
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Was light hearted at this night |
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Also the wine run down fast our throats |
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If it would be the highest mountain |
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Or it would be the deepest see, |
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You can be sure that I will find you |
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I'll come over you like hungry wolfs |
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The shine of the fire danced |
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Through the night and formed shadows |
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On that wooden was walls |
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Men who were friends from the day they were |
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Born lay down in pelts to close there eyes |
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Chants of my brothers still ion my mind |
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I surrender to my dreams |
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None of my sisters could have imagined |
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That it was our last night |
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Blood of the fallen imbues the soil |
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Earth turns red from the juice of life |
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Revenge for my brothers, revenge for my clan |
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Morning has broken, it will be their last |
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This is the last time I turn around |
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I won't return I won't regret |
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Chants of my brothers still in my mind |
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If you try can hear them too |
