| In the bowels of rocky mountain
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| A fiery bird I forged
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| Forged from iron, from molten steel
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| A flaming eagle majestic beast
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| On the wings of my eagle
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| To black river I flew
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| To the dale of the dead
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| To the stream that grinds all flesh
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| The eagle soared sky high
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| Touched the vault of heaven
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| The sky sparkled
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| Cracked and creaked
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| The eagle soared sky high
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| Soared my flaming griffin
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| The thunder crashed and rolled
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| Rolled the monster’s head
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| I found a monster, a black giant pike
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| From it’s jaws my eagle saved me
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| Dragged the fish under the sun
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| Split it’s belly, ripped the head off
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| I rolled the pike’s head to the house of the north
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| I threw the bony skull at the haughty queen
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| Here’s a throne for you to rest your frozen bones
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| I have done my share, now keep your promise
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| The eagle soared sky high
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| Soared my flaming griffin
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| The thunder crashed and rolled
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| Rolled the monster’s head
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| I had made the heavens
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| Forged out a miracle
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| The snake infested field of death turned over
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| Slayed the wolf of shadow lands
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| Shackled the bear of death
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| I captured the impossible
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| The pike from the black river |