| With dawn that comes we are free
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| And for all the land to see
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| The flag of Alcador yet flies
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| To tell our story to the skies
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| Through the fires of the dark
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| Where all light was but a spark
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| Now the sacred heroes ride
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| To the Gates of Morning Light
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| Shining bright with the angels calling
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| From the dark where the shadows fall
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| Riding! |
| Rising!
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| To stand before us all!
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| Here we are
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| In a land of broken dreams
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| Where a darkness reigned and thunder ruled the night
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| Come with us to the
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| Realm of great Alcador
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| Where the fate of all
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| Was guided by one man!
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| Burn all of your memories, shed your grief
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| And hold on to your belief
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| We have made it through the night
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| Storm the Gates of Morning Light!
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| With the demon finally dead, fall the shackles of his dread
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| From the ashes we shall rise once again to rule the skies!
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| Hark the tale of this nation’s saviours
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| How they fought and died for all
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| Rise up! |
| Rise now!
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| To rule above us all!
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| Afraid in the night
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| With darkness behind
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| The dreams of the fallen
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| The dark stars aligned
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| We wander on
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| Into the unknown
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| To a future uncertain
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| But not alone
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| In the wee hours when nightmares tormented our mind
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| When all terrors of darkness and hell came entwined
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| With the fires of fury the maelstrom unwinds
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| And the judgment of angels would shatter mankind |