| In the twilight when he steps forth
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| In the bend of the dark path
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| When he catches up with you
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| You won’t know if he’s on your side
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| Or if he will turn against you
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| And in the dead of a moonless night
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| As your path turns into the black
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| You become one with the darkness
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| And in the dead of a moonless night
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| Who knows if you are brothers
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| Or will you turn against each other?
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| And in the dusk when he finds you
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| Hidden in the shadows
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| He must judge your allegiance
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| He won’t know if you’re on his side
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| Or if you will turn against him
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| And in the dead of a moonless night
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| As your path turns into the black
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| You become one with the darkness
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| And in the dead of a moonless night
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| Who knows if you are brothers
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| Or will you turn against each other?
|
| And in the dead of a moonless night
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| As your path turns into the black
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| You become one with the darkness
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| And in the dead of a moonless night
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| Who knows if you are brothers
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| Or will you turn against each other?
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| Will you turn against each other?
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| Or will you turn against each other?
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| Who knows if you are brothers or will you turn against each other? |