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Destiny calls |
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To leave these walls |
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For only the fleece |
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Can bring us peace |
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I am to rule |
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A king not a fool |
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The prophesy |
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I will defend |
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And sail to the worlds end |
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Fear the children slain of the hydra |
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For they will seek to kill upon command |
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None can escape the teeth of the hydra |
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From the teeth of the hydra |
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Come the children of the |
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Damned Many have tried |
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And many have died |
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So it is told |
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In search of the ram of gold |
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And guarding the prize |
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With death in its eyes |
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Lies a seven-headed serpent |
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In shadows awaiting the bold |
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We, have not come here to kill |
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But for the fleece |
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Be it the |
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Gods will |
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We, same as the legend |
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The prophesy will be fulfilled in the end |
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Our battle has come |
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And I fear to run |
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But with my blade of steel |
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The serpent is done |
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From his teeth on the ground |
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With an evil sound |
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Grow skeletons of death |
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Wanting my soul |