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Through the open gates she enters into the new world |
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Here bravery is peculiar thoughts full of sorrow |
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With a great effort she walks along the way |
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Sweat flowing in streams down her body |
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Palpitations grow louder as she approaches her goal |
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The mighty hill of lightning she is expected here |
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Ride ride ride with the wind |
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Don't think about goodness revenge is your aim |
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Revenge revenge revenge for the world |
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The dark time is over the magic will win |
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The wizard is invincible but far away |
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But his servants send her a bolt |
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And a hammer made of steel |
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The bolt will show her the way |
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And the hammer will fight with the power |
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Of the mighty wizard |
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Against the warriors of death |
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A white horse appears out of the dark |
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It will stand for all time by her side |
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Determined she rides into the struggle for justice |
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The hell before her she is screaming for revenge and she rides on |
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After some miles a horde of dark shadows crosses her way |
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Is she hallucinating or has she found the warriors of death |
