| Black void
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| Nothing seen, emptiness reigns
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| Where worlds collide
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| Across the oceans of time
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| I sail
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| Across the oceans of time
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| The tides of fate have carried me to battles of past and future
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| I have fought in every war
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| Claimed heads and blades as bounty from the warlords I’ve killed
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| I have fought in every war
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| The barbarian lord in the eastern plains — Attila was his name
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| I pried his axe from his cold and stiff fingers
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| To be my weapon of choice forevermore
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| Dschingis Khan, Alexander the Great, King Richard of England
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| All of them dead — killed by my hand
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| Across the oceans of time
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| I sail
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| Across the oceans of time
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| In the heart of every bloodbath I have slaughtered and destroyed
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| Cleaving open wounds so deep, tearing flesh off bones
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| Splitting skills and taking fame
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| (1099, the taking of Jerusalem) |