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Avalon |
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-Blackmore's night |
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-"Under a Violet Moon" |
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To the days of Avalon |
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Where magic rules as king |
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The moon beneath the castle walls |
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As the nightingale sings... |
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The golden bird |
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He gave to me |
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What happiness he brings |
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Like a star on a Christmas tree |
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As the nightingale sings |
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And so we sat, hand in hand and watched the fireflies |
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And never spoke a single word |
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But lived to do or die |
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We lived to do or die |
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Back to the days of Avalon |
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Where magic ruled as king |
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The moon beneath the castle walls |
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As the nightingale sings... |
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And so we sat, hand in hand and watched the fireflies |
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And never spoke a single word |
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But lived to do or die |
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We lived to do or die |
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We read of tales of treason |
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A soldiers legacy |
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Blood beneath the crimson sky |
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Fighting without reason |
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But the crime of loyalty |
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A tattered flag left to fly... |
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Back to the days of Avalon |
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Where magic ruled as king |
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The moon beneath the castles walls |
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As the nightingale sings... |
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The branches bent |
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Like an archers bow |
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As he spread his wings |
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And flew beneath the gentle snow |
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As the nightingale sings... |
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Back to the days of Avalon |
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Where magic rules as king |
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The moon beneath the castle walls |
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As the nightingale sings... |
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As the nightingale sings... |
