| We have journeyed for so long
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| Many seasons have passed by
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| Soon we’ll there on the Ivory Plains
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| There we will fight for our lives
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| And to decide our own future
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| To protect the ones we hold so dear
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| But yet the worst part lies ahead
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| When we will fight for our world
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| Soon we’ll be there on the Ivory plains
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| We shall grant no mercy
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| Nor show our fear
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| This time we’ll win this war no matter the cost
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| The winter has passed and spring is upon us
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| To symbolize the dawn of the new time
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| This is just the calm before the storm begins
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| Oh, for Dragonland we have to win
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| Light give us strength
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| The storm draws near
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| Brave men ride on
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| (Solo: O. M)
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| (Solo: N. M)
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| Now as we reach the boundary of the Ivory plains
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| We set camp and many drink their last ale
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| Sharpening their swords, gathering their wits
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| And waiting for the storm to arrive
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| Soon we can live without fear, without darkness
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| The glory of light will wash them away, away
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| This is just the calm before the storm begins
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| Oh, for Dragonland we have to win
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| Light give us strength
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| The storm draws near
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| Brave men fight on |