| Deep inside silence the fearless start their journey long
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| To save the others from the creature that does not belong
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| He takes the withered road as the night fire burns
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| With believers hoping, praying for the day he will return
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| With courage riding to the scene of battle, adrenaline and might
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| Rewards of gold and silver promised to the leader of the fight
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| To save the people trembling in the claws of death that they did find
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| To leave this menacing behind
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| Here and now, I will charge this fight until the end
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| My willing will not whither
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| Here and now, I’ll remind you what it means to live
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| My mercy I won’t give in
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| The figures flight path causes sunlight to eclipse
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| The broke and beaten trapped inside the grip of talon tips
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| Chased down with bravery with Ascalon in hand
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| The battle drawing nearer for the freedom of the promise land
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| Fight, kill, slay
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| Fight, for, faith
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| Here and now, I will charge this fight until the end
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| My willing will not whither
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| Here and now, I’ll remind you what it means to live
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| My mercy I won’t give in
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| With lance in hand on saddle riding for the future of the brave
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| Against their nemesis they’re cheating death the people they will save
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| The lives of all believers dependant on the actions of the few
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| And the evil that they slew
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| Here and now, I will charge this fight until the end
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| My willing will not whither
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| Here and now, I’ll remind you what it means to live
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| My mercy I won’t give in |