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Holy angels of eternal light |
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You who fell in the primordial age |
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Between these dark and grey lonely mountains |
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Who died to protect the green of the earth |
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For Algalord and Elgard, Thorald and Elnor |
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For all the towns of the known world |
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For the icy northlands, the waterfalls' kingdom |
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The dwarves' western realms and the whole middle lands |
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Cold mystic night - it falls on the plane |
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On the grey mountains reigns now the shade |
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Angels of light give them the faith |
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Time now has come |
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Dar-Kunor awaits |
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Unknown threat - it fills the dry air |
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The howling of wolves fades behind them |
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They try to find rest between the wild rocks |
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The one they'll soon see can be their last dawn |
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The angels' lament breaths in the cold winds |
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Whispers of death surround the wide marsh |
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Dar-Kunor is there to swallow their souls |
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In front of them another hell's gate |
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Cold mystic night - it falls on the plane |
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On the grey mountains reigns now the shade |
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Angels of light give them the faith |
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Time now has come |
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Dar-Kunor awaits |
