| I set off on my task
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| Mystic thoughts as I travel
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| Stars as my guide as these secrets unravel
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| Many were lost in the battle
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| Souls of fallen soldiers
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| Warriors with great weight on their shoulders
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| I climbed the snowy mountain at sunset
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| As these evil armies just catch my silhouette
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| These serpents moving with seductive shades
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| But I won’t fall I stand tight with my brays
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| Through the days and nights
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| And the nights and days
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| Walking like a ghost
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| Through these fake masquerades
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| The empire of darkness
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| Have taken rule on these lands
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| But I stand strong and manoeuvrer through the sand
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| They tried to trick me to drink the poison chalice
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| But in the horizon I see the palace
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| I see the splendour as these pretty girls dance
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| I keep my head down as I make my advance
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| Like crusades
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| Through the lands of deception
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| The house of the old republic
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| And hold our blessing
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| Crusades
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| Through these lands of deception
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| The ways of the old republic
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| And hold our blessing
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| As these suckers came through the door
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| They sprinkled petals on their floor
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| But I ain’t going out like a fool no more
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| I’m sick and tried of these fancy dress characters
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| Straight pretty boys trying to act like their gangsters
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| And these females are just snakes with their hypnotizing look
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| Trying to come between friends is no good
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| My good companion since Canterbury, Westgate
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| I see my reflection shimmer in the lost lake
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| Because these fake emcees out here we don’t need you
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| I used to write rhymes outside the cathedral
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| It came to me then
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| I saw the light
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| Doves in flight to a thousand breaks in the night
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| All the charades and play costumes is dead
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| When the clouds were red
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| Armies of darkness fled
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| The stepper of skies is now among you mortal beings
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| Peace to Dusty Vinyl
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| The God, the all seeing
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| Like crusades
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| These lands of deception
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| The house of the old republic
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| Holds our blessing
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| Crusades
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| Trough these lands of deception
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| The way of the old republic
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| Hold my blessing
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| As the
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| As I walk on gas
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| Illuminate the truth
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| The fake shit gets smashed
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| Worlds ahead
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| Angels watch where they tread
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| The Gods came through when the demons fled
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| The price was the freedom
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| But souls still bleeding
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| Some lost feeling until the started healing
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| The battles were on
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| We tried to restore
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| These good spirits got touched by the evil claw
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| The odds were against us
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| Many were brave
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| Some were slain
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| And some were enslaved
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| The future was bleak
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| The weak were crossing over
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| Plus there were traitors among us walking like brothers
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| The prophecy’s forgotten
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| Until the resurrection
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| The truth was protection
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| For spiritual blessing
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| The question still remains
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| Who holds the final rein?
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| Silence will come but on goes the flame
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| Like crusades
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| Through the lands of deception
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| The house of the old republic
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| Holds our blessing
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| Crusades
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| Through these lands of deception
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| The way of the old republic y’all
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| Hold my blessing y’all |