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Riding out in darkness |
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Hoarding no fear |
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Toward horizons |
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Dyed in black |
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We drew the circle once again |
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Around the pentagram |
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Our swords drip in crimson |
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To conjure the one |
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Sign of evil |
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Rides us through |
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We see the flames of hell arise |
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As we open the gates |
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Sword of stell must be held up high |
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Somber shades of death we ride |
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Sword of steel will laude the one |
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Sword of steel will crack the sky |
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For aye the one will rise in shadows |
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He holds the key to infinity |
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Open the gates, swing my sword up high |
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Sword of steel alk in darkened vapour |
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Clad in veils of night |
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Unholy powers will rise again |
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We complete the ceremony |
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To hail-side by side |
