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On the battlefield |
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The carnage is done |
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Heroes, broken and dead |
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Lying in the mud |
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But I look up to the sky |
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Ready not to die |
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The sky above me is gray |
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My blade is drawn |
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It's getting dark |
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I see the shades of my enemies |
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They gather by the thousands |
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Darkness encircles us all |
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My sword is drawn |
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For the very last time |
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They're sharpening their claws |
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Screams and thunder |
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Their claws ripping my flesh |
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It is the greatest day |
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As I won't retreat or surrender |
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My body falls to the ground |
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Their teeth tear my flesh |
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Eyes, burning with madness |
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Teeth bloody, I've heard |
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The crunching of my bones |
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I die! |
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Enshrouded in fog I'm marching |
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With great warriors of past |
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Among the slain I wander |
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I look up to the sky |
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Filled with stars |
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I became one with them |
