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You're a spawn of the high cliffs, |
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slave to the wind and son to the storm. |
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Born to a life on the free wings, |
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without chains to hold back your heart. |
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Sweep through the air |
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spy for the prey. |
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Feel your blood pumping |
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and then speed away. |
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Spirit of the hawk |
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wild and free, |
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master of the sky. |
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Creature of the |
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northwind's seed |
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flying ever so high. (2x) |
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Beneath a scarlet horizon, |
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ascending are the feathers of the wild. |
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Soar on you king of the welkin, |
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still spying down upon the ground. |
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Sweep through the air |
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spy for the prey. |
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Feel your blood pumping |
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and then speed away. |
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Spirit of the hawk |
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wild and free, |
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master of the sky. |
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Creature of the |
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northwind's seed |
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flying ever so high. (2x) |
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Sweep through the air |
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spy for the prey. |
|
Feel your blood pumping |
|
and then speed away. |
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Spirit of the hawk |
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wild and free, |
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master of the sky. |
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Creature of the |
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northwind's seed |
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flying ever so high. (2x) |