| Welcome to adventure land
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| Chaotic evil in command
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| Bound we are to crush the man
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| That holds the power in his hand
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| The truth is here for all to see
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| We are few versus armies but we are free
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| Are we are and to the teeth
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| We will crush the cruel absurdity
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| Our minds are set and so we will ride
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| To part with the sun across the sky
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| With faces of stone and fear in the hearts
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| Dawn is here so we must depart
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| Soon we see a thousand spears
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| In charge position as we near
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| There they are across the stream
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| Pale to see in the morning mist
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| The roaring thunder as they laugh
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| They mock as we attack
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| And the fear in our hearts alters to hate
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| Knowing the Norns decide our fate
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| So we draw our swords
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| Across the stream we ride
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| Bound to face the enemy
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| This overwhelming might
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| It is a good day to die
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| The first ones we decapitate
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| The seconds we run through
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| The thirds we chop in half
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| And as I fall I fall satisfied
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| Not afraid of the other side
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| I took so many down
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| My soul leaves the dying corpse
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| And hark the hooves of the horse
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| Valkyrie harvest the field
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| They take the souls of the proud to the gate
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| And the silence spreads around
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| Soon the dead will walk
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| The whispers warn the living
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| Now the dead will talk
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| It was a fine day to die
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| It was a fine day to die |