| Dreaming all alone
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| Wandering thru the time so cold
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| Confronting something old
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| That I’ve been sometimes lied and told
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| Tombstone underneath me
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| Ancients' ancient grave I see
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| Death I can feel
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| The Undead is what I need
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| I can see the ancients falling
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| Can you hear the ancients crying
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| I can see the ancients dying
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| Can you hear the ancients calling
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| They seek you, you’re their hope
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| They need you, you’re their life
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| Can you feel the ancients near you
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| I can lead the ancients' war
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| They seek you, you’re their hope
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| They need you, you’re their life
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| They know you, you feel them
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| They trust you, you’ve found them now
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| Standing on a grave
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| On where lies one brave
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| Movements of dead will tell
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| Soon earth bounds like hell
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| Can you hear the ancients crying
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| Can you hear the ancients calling
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| Can you feel the ancients near you
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| Yes I can, Yes I can |