| -It is with joy that I greet you.
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| Come inside, taste what is served for you.
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| Food does not lack, neither do wine.
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| Action or fate,
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| let’s stir the mighty cauldron.
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| Love versus hate
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| by the sceptre of deception.
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| -Toast for you
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| and your glorious kingdom,
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| the home of heroes since early days.
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| Toast for us and the newborn friendship.
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| It will now lead us on our way.
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| When the night became morning
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| the fire was no more, just reddest glow.
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| Down from the stairs the guards did descend.
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| -Storming in upon us in the night, |