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There was a time when by the axe we ruled |
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And Aquilonia was at our feet |
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We were men before we were kings |
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That never knew the word defeat |
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Crown of iron |
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Crown of iron |
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There is a time the burden drags ever on |
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Adders conspire betrayal schemes |
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A toast with wine to all the battles fought |
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Let others dream imperial dreams |
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Crown of iron |
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Crown of iron |
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Now we look back with sadness in our eyes |
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Adventure and lust are memories past |
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Glory days are over, honour is what we've kept |
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Thus to die free at last |
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There comes a time of great weariness |
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And the throne room becomes a cage |
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Upon our brows the crowns cease to sparkle |
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We're fat, bald and bent with age |
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(Repeat chorus) |
