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We illumed by light of lore |
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We search it in the scrolls |
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Etched by magi of yore |
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And covered by eternal glory |
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The ignorance slayeth us rapidly |
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We obey the mad crowd's desires |
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And stride like lambs after shepherd |
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By the direct way toward infernal fires |
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Oh, ancient spirit of dear mother earth |
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Dost thou say to resign to this fate? |
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The day when we born, let woe worth |
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And love that we properly hate |
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But we don't want! |
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Supreme power of the wisdom, |
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Eternal life that praised in tales, |
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To enlighten our kingdom, |
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It's our craving arcane grail! |
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Supreme power of the valour, |
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Eternal life that praised in tales, |
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To enlighten our failures, |
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It's our craving arcane grail! |
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Gules blood courseth in our flesh |
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It's incoagulable drops fed by the Sun |
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When she oozeth from wounds, |
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And with pacified glee we have sung |
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Sunlight consoleth our hearts |
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When the rue overwhelmeth it |
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Do guard us; demolish, |
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Ye, the Empyrean Powers, |
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The ghastful opaque in the wit |
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Sunlight consoleth our hearts |
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When the rue overwhelmeth it |
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Revived be and polish |
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The christian liars -- |
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The rightful attack on the weak! |
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We are destined to wield the mighty strength |
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If we can endure the lures of the seven sins |
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And pass through the ninth gate of Hell |
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Pharisees that rule this world |
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(Whose breath erelong get burned |
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And whose indwellers' damned by Lord) |
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Make us to be as everyone |
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But we obtest that to be like Gods is so much sweet, |
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(And this) warfare we won! |
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Because we have a stable right |
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To militate into the fray of fight! |
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'Tis our Arcane Grail! |
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'Tis our Arcane Grail! |
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'Tis our Arcane Grail! |
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Arcane |
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Grail! |
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... to cognize the entity of God |
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It is our craving Arcane Grail! |
