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(A. Let The Journey Begin) |
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HIGHLANDER: |
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What heathen place is this that I've arrived in? |
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Is now the time I pay for all my sins? |
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I can't believe that this is God's creation |
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This realm was fashioned by the Devil's one hand |
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INDIAN: |
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No, it has been foretold in our legends of old |
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Wake the spirit within, let the journey begin! |
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HIGHLANDER: |
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This quest you speak of, is for redemption |
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How can we travel when our souls are lost? |
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You think we find ourselves at gates of new salvation |
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When I can only sense the end is here! |
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INDIAN: |
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No, it has been foretold in our legends of old |
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Wake the spirit within, let the journey begin! |
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KNIGHT: |
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We're at the gates of Avalon! |
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The island of spirits |
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We're at the gates of Avalon! |
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In search of the grail! |
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(B. The Hall Of Isis And Osiris) |
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ROMAN: |
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There's no way out, slaves for eternity! |
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Down in the underworld, the jaws of Orcus |
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I call on Jupiter, ruler of the gods |
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Show us the way, from damnation to salvation! |
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EGYPTIAN: |
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The fields of Yaaru lie waiting for us all! |
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Rejoice! The judges have ruled! |
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We have been chosen to enter the great hall |
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Of Isis and Osiris! |
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ROMAN: |
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No, you're wrong! We're trapped here in darkness |
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Among departed souls, and mislaid spirits |
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I call on Mars, the ancient god of war |
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Grant me the power, to free me from this evil! |
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EGYPTIAN: |
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The fields of Yaaru lie waiting for us all! |
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Rejoice! |
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We have been chosen to enter the great hall |
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Of Isis and Osiris! |
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(C. Strange Constellations) |
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HIGHLANDER: |
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Can you see the stars? Can you recognize the constellations? |
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If I could only see the hills that we're supposed to climb... |
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Even the sunlight doesn't warm, doesn't warm... |
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How are we gonna find our way? |
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If we can't recognize the stars, and we can't recognize the constellations... |
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Where do we go? |
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(D. Reprise) |
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HIGHLANDER: |
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The quest you speak of, it isn't bound for glory. |
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No grail exists within this heathen land. |
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You think we find ourselves at gates of new salvation |
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When I can only sense the end is near... |