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Leading me through darkened halls |
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My hands are bound and tied |
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Echoes of all of those |
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Who have come to watch me die |
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The hooded man is whispering |
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"Forgive what I must do" |
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All is well when this day ends |
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No blame will come on you |
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I'll die for what's right and I'll fight to be free |
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Free from the madness forever haunting me |
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I'll give all I can, spill my blood upon the sand |
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No one can change what is meant to be |
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Fight to be free |
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Archers on the tower's walls |
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I pray your aim is true |
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Fell the guards first at my side |
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And then I'll make my move |
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Swords men hidden within the crowd |
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Be quick and draw your blade |
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Use your skills for my release |
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And martyrdom some other day |
