| A rhythm stirs within the earth
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| That tells all nature of a birth
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| A return to light, return to life
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| And lead us from this darkest night
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| God of the Sun, now have you come?
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| Your reign of light has just begun
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| Though all must die to be reborn
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| Return now on a bright new dawn
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| My lord applauds my Pagan ways
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| And in my heart he’ll always, always stay
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| Pagan Born, Pagan Born
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| Pagan Born!
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| In winter’s cloak we’ve sheltered long
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| Waiting for spring’s sweet song
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| Though warmth we found beside the hearth
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| Its glow could not break through the dark
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| I look toward the fiery sky
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| And know that your return is nigh
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| Though I shall fall as the harvest corn
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| It is my fate, I’m Pagan Born!
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| My lord applauds my Pagan ways
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| And in my heart he’ll always, always stay
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| Pagan Born, Pagan Born
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| Pagan Born!
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| My lord applauds my Pagan ways
|
| And in my heart he’ll always, always stay
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| Pagan Born, Pagan Born
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| Pagan Born!
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| My lord applauds my Pagan ways
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| And in my heart he’ll always, always stay
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| Pagan Born, Pagan Born
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| Pagan Born! |