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With banner high they ride to glory, a new beginning to an age-old story |
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Spreading fear with hateful eyes, then into the night they ride |
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In the end the same conclusion, a weathered world of disillusion |
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A war of words, a chain reaction, you can hear the millions cry |
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They look to the sky with fear in their eyes, they pray to their gods |
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And they pray to survive, closing their eyes, they dream to ride |
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On the wings of tomorrow |
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Beyond this realm of death and darkness, lies the key, someone to save them |
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To change their ways, to fight the good fight, they're hoping for the day |
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To the gods they pray for salvation, an angry call from a dying nation |
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They'll survive, they've seen it before, again their wings will soar |
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They look to the sky with faith as their guide, changing tomorrow |
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Before our demise, a rage deep inside, they live to fly |
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On the wings of tomorrow |
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They ride into the sky, into the crimson sky |
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Hoping one day that things will change |
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The strength of a nation the pride of mankind, we'll always be destined |
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To the end of time, until that day comes, they will live on, |
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To ride on the wings of tomorrow |
