| awaken by the terror of a thousand wars
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| a vision of the coming invading force
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| with haste he goes to the royal hall
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| the soothsayer alerts the king, the hour is nigh
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| the kings scoffs, says no, he does not believe
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| you must be in error, you must be deceived
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| my lord, they’re coming, your people aren’t safe
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| upon deaf ears fall words of fate
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| I hold the key to what lies beyond
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| you wont believe what this crystal orb does show
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| and in his dreams he saw
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| brick by brick… behold
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| stone by stone… our fate
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| wall by wall
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| this castle is set to burn
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| when the soothsayers riddles is spoken, beware of the answers it holds
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| i hold the key to what lies beyond
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| when the soothsayers words make you question, the price will be paid in blood
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| you wont believe what this crystal orb does show
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| with no more then a reason to kill
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| the enemy’s approaching from surrounding sides
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| awaiting for the first strike as catapults are drawn
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| flaming arrows from the sky, the massacre begins
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| order turns to chaos, no hope to win
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| the tyrant is here to take up your throne
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| he’ll take off your head before taking your crown
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| the mystic, he laughs, you should have listened to me
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| but now you beg for your life on your knees
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| on your knees
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| on your knees
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| when the soothsayers riddle is spoken, it could hold the outcome of war
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| I hold the key to what lies beyond
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| when the soothsayers words speak of bloodshed, just pray that the blood is not
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| yours
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| you wont believe
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| the price paid in blood
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| the price paid in blood
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| just pray that the blood is not yours |