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Take this sword from out my hand, |
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Return me to the motherland. |
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Day is night and duty done, |
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Now bear me 'cross the river. |
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Sands surrounds us, let it pass, |
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A storm within an hourglass. |
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We rise and fall, time takes it all, |
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We stand and we deliver. |
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Now I stand before you, |
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Riven by the choice |
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I've made, |
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And driven by the voice |
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I prayedWould sing me home to glory. |
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Who among us knows the day? |
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Ours is but to pass this way. |
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In brotherhood we understood, |
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This battlefield my story. |
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Should I fall before you, |
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I will feel no shame. |
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It is the price of war in blood and in flame. |
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Should you fall beside me, |
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I will do the same, |
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Breathe you deep inside me, and carry your name. |
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Thrones, Dominions guide my way, |
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Deliver me another day. |
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Cloak me now in righteousness, |
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Your champion stands alone. |
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Day of mourning, day of wrath, |
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All fulfill the prophets path, |
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Death is struck, all nature quakes |
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Oh, Father take me home. |
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Now I stand before you, |
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Riven by the choice |
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I've made, |
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And driven by the voice |
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I prayedWould sing me home to glory. |
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Who among us knows the day? |
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Ours is but to pass this way. |
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In brotherhood we understood, |
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This battlefield my story. |
