| Serve the shadows mountain peaks under the glass mirrored skies
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| Sing the psalms of the wailing winds, the entrance seer will provide
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| Stars reveal the tattered map, a land cursed of time
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| So speak the words of our challenger seeking the ultimate prize
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| Speaking the words of the sorcerer’s tongue
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| No one can stop what’s already begun
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| Follow the footsteps and unlock the door
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| The giant you face has awakened
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| Fear is invoked by your trembling hands, the foe is deadly and wise
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| A sight that’s filled the eyes of mighty men, the very cost of their lives
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| Take the aim of the shimmering blade, the vulnerable spot is precise
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| Swift is the hand of the waking beast, crown of two worlds is the prize
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| Blood will spill on the warrior’s feet, casting the enemy aside
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| Exalting the hero for evermore, steps to the throne of eyes
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| Serve the shadows mountain peaks under the glass mirrored skies
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| Sing the psalms of the wailing winds, the entrance seer will provide |