| Here we are, this little army
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| will defeat the evil Sendor
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| he lives on an island on the Dead Sea
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| in a castle of horror and grief
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| Down the hill there is a cabin
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| there we’ll find an old mad man
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| he will give us the map to where we must go
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| in exchange for a quail and a boar
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| Hurry my friends there’s no time to hesitate
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| Now the map is leadin'
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| our way
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| to a pier where there’s a raft
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| and a small piece of wood to use as an oar
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| oh get ready to row to the sea
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| We’re on board, the water’s smelly
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| it’s like all the fish are rotten
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| the waves hit the old tub making us sway
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| and it is also starting to rain
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| Hurry my friends there’s no time to hesitate
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| For as long as we know how to use our weapons
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| there’s nothing that can destroy our force
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| For as long as we know how to stay together
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| there’s no man or demon that can frighten us!
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| Approaching the shore
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| Thunders, bolts, raging wind and pouring rain
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| short earthquakes shake the ground beneath their feet
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| This place is hell
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| how can someone live here?
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| It’s a place with no soul
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| it’s a place of despair
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| I wonder how a man can cope with this loneliness
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| it is way too much
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| ever for the darkerst sinner
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| For as long as we know how to use our weapons
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| there’s nothing that can destroy our force
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| For as long as we know how to stay together
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| there’s no man or demon that can frighten us! |