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Now I tell you an ancient tale |
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Of an ancient man |
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From not such a distant land |
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Chivalry rode forth on his mighty horse |
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The crest of the church |
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Engraved upon his chest |
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Winding down this dizzy path |
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Towards the dragon's lair |
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The howl of the wind screams beware |
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Your pulse starts to quicken |
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Your blood runs with fear |
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You feel the heat now rising |
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It tells the dragon's near |
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Proud nomad of the past |
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Beware of yourself for |
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Your life won't last |
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Proud Nomad of the past |
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Pride has killed a thousand |
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Men before you |
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Proud Nomad of the past |
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Beware of yourself for |
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Your life won't last |
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Proud Nomad of the past |
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So let not this foolishness |
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Hold you in it's grasp |
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Stop, beware, run for your life |
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Fear for your life |
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While there's still time to choose |
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Halt don't go near |
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Don't you realize you have only one life |
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So don't be a fool |
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But time and time again |
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I see it in their eyes |
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It's the weakness of mortal men |
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They live by this creed |
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Though it will find them dead |
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Proud Nomad of the past |
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Beware of yourself for |
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Your life won't last |