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A glade became the setting |
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Must have been about noon |
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Grass so green and tender |
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Ripped apart by steel clad boots |
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Mid-day's sun reflected |
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In weapons sharp as steel |
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Grim determination |
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One shall die and one shall live |
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And the dawn became the winner |
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Sun and moon will rise again |
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Coat of arms shine and shimmer |
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A king has been crowned |
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Now the wounds are open |
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Blood engulfing all |
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Ready for the gauntlet |
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One will stand and one will fall |
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And the dawn became the winner |
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Sun and moon will rise again |
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Coat of arms shine and shimmer |
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A king has been crowned |
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And the dawn became the winner |
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Sun and moon will rise again |
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Coat of arms shine and shimmer |
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A king has been crowned |
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Alright |
