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Set sails, for distant shores, |
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In the lap of the shining sea. |
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They made anchor, on foreign ground. |
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For kingdoms of gold they seek. |
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Hail the King, the battle rages on. |
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Hail the King, the council still commands. |
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Hail the King, the soldiers march alone. |
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Hail the King, the Devil guides the sword, that guides the hand. |
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Steel blades and silver spears, |
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Marching across the land. |
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Blind fear has overcome, |
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Shouting it's last command. |
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Hail the King, the battle rages on. |
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Hail the King, the council still commands. |
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Hail the King, the soldiers march alone. |
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Hail the King, the Devil guides the sword, that guides the hand. |
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Chorus: |
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Across the sea they came, |
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Carrying swords and song. |
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Their shields of armor rang, |
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Not knowing what's right or wrong. |
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Guitar Solo |
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Repeat Chorus |
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Keyboard Solo |
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Night falls, the siege is on, |
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Destruction has just begun. |
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The King rules, he sends his battle cry, |
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Over all that remain alive. |
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Hail the King, the battle rages on. |
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Hail the King, the council still commands. |
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Hail the King, the soldiers march alone. |
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Hail the King, the Devil guides the sword, that guides the hand. |
