| Welcome my guests, I’ve been waiting
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| For so long for this fine day to come
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| It’s a pleasure to finally meet you
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| Come here Dorus and join me my son
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| Woman I’m talking to you now
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| I guess you never told .em the truth
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| There was something so slightly familiar
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| In the boy that was walking with you
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| Of course no I never told .em
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| My li’l boy had died in my arms
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| As much as i hate to say it
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| He will never come back
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| Shena you’re wrong you could’ve saved him
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| Oh if only you weren’t so blind
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| With your magic you could’ve resurrect him
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| And by now we’d be living just fine
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| It was pointless using my magic
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| You know it can’t bring back the soul
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| There’s nothing able to do that
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| Not even that crystal sword
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| Now we can see you’re devoured by sorrow
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| And your intentions were good somehow
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| But you don’t know the power of that sword
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| You’ll soon be overwhelmed
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| When a man loses his love
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| And a disease takes his child away
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| There is no way to fill the void
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| His heart constricts in endless pain
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| And so he did it by himsel
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| Fhe tried a ritual from ancient myths
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| Walked through the graveyard
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| With tears in his eyes
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| Knelt on the tomb
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| And then brought him to life
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| Even though he had lost his love
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| He had his son back but with no soul
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| His look is empty he’s like a toy
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| He hugs him and then they disappear
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| Sixteen years later Sendor’s back
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| He has come up with a cunning plan
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| Takes control over his marionette
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| And sends him to Daltor
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| He will say that he had found the sword
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| And is ready to unleash a war
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| The four kings will gather and prepare
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| To go and face the menace
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| Woman I’m talking to you now I guess you never told 'em the truth
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| There was something so slightly familiar
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| In the boy that was walking with you
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| Of course no I never told 'em
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| My li’l boy had died in my armsas much as i hate to say ithe will never come
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| back
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| Now we can see you’re devoured by sorrowand your intentions were good somehow
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| But you don’t know the power of that sword
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| You’ll soon be overwhelmed
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| When a man loses his love
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| And a disease takes his child away
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| There is no way to fill the void
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| His heart constricts in endless pain
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| And so he did it by himself
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| He tried a ritual from ancient myths
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| Walked through the graveyard
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| With tears in his eyes
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| Knelt on the tomb
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| And then, then he brought him to life
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| Cause he felt it was good
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| Cause he felt it was right
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| He never thought he was going off track
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| And decieving himself
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| The heroes now
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| Are getting tired
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| This went too far
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| This has to end
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| The wizard’s mad
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| They launch their attack
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| As soon as they get close
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| A light shines from behind him
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| Now the chest is open
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| He grabs the sword |