| Remember the glory of heroes tonight
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| The heroic sound of the blade on the ground
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| Sons of the gods or protectors of the land
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| I am the observer and I read all the story through mankind
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| Magic nights spent in town
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| But fear is near, the false cross run
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| As a dragon burn everyone
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| The only escape is the battle or underworld’s roads
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| I’ve seen the heroes
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| Ride against the winds of the dark
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| Fire will burn our spirits tonight
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| But in the time the victory will come
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| As a flash of light was the battle day
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| To the sound of gates of the glory’s way
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| And the holy knights ride toward the sun
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| And the holy knights as heroes will come
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| Tonight!
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| Now their will come!
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| They crave the treasure to blind the truth
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| With satanic smile they invade the land of the south
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| Leaving diseases, suffering and kill
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| They march on the land but the holy secret is gone
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| I’ve seen the heroes
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| Ride against the winds of the dark
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| Fire will burn our spirits tonight
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| But in the time the victory will come
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| As a flash of light was the battle day
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| To the sound of gates of the glory’s way
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| And the holy knights ride toward the sun
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| And the holy knights as heroes will come
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| Tonight!
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| Now their will come! |