| Bring me my bow, bring my arrows
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| Bring me my spear, clouds unfold…
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| Bring my chariot of fire, my sword of desire
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| Eternity grows old
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| Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
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| Unitl my spirit is veiled on one cold winter´s dream
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| And my breath will withstand
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| Over and over I feel the silence
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| Memories passing away
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| Whispering voices, they guide my blindness
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| Going astray
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| Through the wind and the fire, we´re fighting, together
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| My longing for battle has guided my way
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| Now I feel like I´m stranded, I’m lost here forever
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| My longing for battle is passing away
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| While we´re flying along with our shadows
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| The whispers of brave start to fade
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| Speak to me your last words, even though it will hurt, just before it is too
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| late
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| In my life, I have seen good and bad times
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| In the end it´s all up to the brave
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| Where the kings and the horses, the knights and wild forces will rest in their
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| graves
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| Trace in the snow, signs of shining presence
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| Secrets are lost in the haze
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| Dark mystic dreams rouse around my absence
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| Eon outweighs
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| Through the wind and the fire, we´re fighting, together
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| My longing for battle has guided my way
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| Now I feel like I´m stranded, I’m lost here forever
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| My longing for battle is passing away |