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On frozen lands I seek my home |
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My end I feel is near |
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My fate was told so crystal clear |
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I'll meet no one to fear |
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Through all these fights I only felt |
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My mystic powers unfold |
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I here now stand so brave and strong |
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But faithless in my soul |
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So now the gods will claim my sword |
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My armour and my shield |
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For all these years I only longed |
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My bloodlust to reveal |
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When the night will flow |
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Like a stream of blackness, I'll be there |
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By the northern shores |
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White ships of Avalon set sail again |
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Where is my faith, beneath that shadow |
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that lies floating on the floor |
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Trying with all my mental powers |
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Shall be lifted nevermore |
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Beyond the earthly planes of pleasure and decay |
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Beneath the abysses where idols rest untamed |
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My mind's eye gazed in fearful times |
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the Echoes of a faith once mine |
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Down secret corridors where sacred bells resound |
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Pale visions of my olden glory I had found |
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Behind the doors of death and life |
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Where no one dares, there I'll ride |
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When the night will flow |
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Like a stream of blackness, I'll be there |
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By the northern shores |
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White ships of Avalon set sail again |
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My mind is stormed by thoughts of thunder |
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My sword tight within my hand |
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My soul grows stronger starts to uncover |
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To resurrect my faith |
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There is my faith, beneath that shadow |
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Coming down with the rush of storm |
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Trying with all my mental powers |
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Faith arose for evermore |
