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He was a knight of the king |
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Who's end was near |
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He governed a country |
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Where the people lived in fear |
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He was following the calls |
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And tearing down these walls |
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In search for glory |
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One stormy night painfull screams |
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Made him wake up from his dreams |
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And a mysterious voice |
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Told him that he had no other choice |
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Setting out for the land of disgrace |
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To kill the master and stop the raids |
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But long before the dawn |
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He left his town to a place unknow |
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So time will make more wise |
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But he had no disguise to desteny |
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He gallopped wildly thru the woods |
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The crown trambling from his horse |
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He's got the look in his eyes |
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He will never give up |
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Cause he's ready to fight |
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Hold your fire |
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Keep the flame forever in your heart |
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Burning disire |
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Keep the flame in your heart |
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He rode thru night and day |
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On his tireless horse thru the sun and the rain |
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Never deviating from his course |
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And he got to a strange place |
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Where the air was filled whit haze |
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And it made his flesh creep |
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Where the trees had no leaves |
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He was following the calls |
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And tearing down these walls |
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In search for glory |
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Two guards in front the door |
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Torn branches coverin the floor |
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Now that he was sure |
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He had found the goals |
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That he's searching for |
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Hold your fire... |
