| The one eyed old man told me that the face that I will see
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| Has paralysed a thousand brave men sure of victory
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| I cannot fight blindfolded and I’d freeze if I should see
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| So I need to sacrifice my eyes to see all from within
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| The one eyed old man had told me of a lake that no one knows of
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| Where the end of the sky unites with the bottom
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| Countless feet down deep
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| And he told me when this world was young
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| Into its depths his eye he had thrown
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| So that, though one eyed, he could see more than can be seen
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| I’ll throw my eyes into the lake
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| So that I will see from within
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| I’ll throw my eyes into the lake
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| And when blind I will still see
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| At the bottom of the lake
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| My two eyes will shine like the stars
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| At the bottom of the lake
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| I will see no matter how near or far
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| Regardless at which speed my horse
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| Takes me through the night
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| No matter how sharp the blade
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| Of my sword seems to be
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| Even with the aid of two pair
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| Of eyes way up high
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| In the end before the Beast its face
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| I would have had to see
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| But with my two eyes in the depths
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| My vision is supreme
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| I see all things that can’t be seen
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| But not my hand held out in front of me
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| The face that makes men freeze
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| I now need not see at all
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| I’ll feel the presence of the Beast
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| But will not need to stare him down no more
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| I’ve thrown down my eyes into the lake
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| So that I will see from within
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| I’ve thrown my eyes into the lake
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| And now when blind I still see
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| At the bottom of the lake
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| My two eyes are shining like the stars
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| At the bottom of the lake
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| I now see no matter how near or far |