| This forgotten land
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| Is consuming all but one
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| And that is you my son
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| So please just take our hand
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| Have no fear for we are here
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| To shine the light
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| To break up any fight
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| Contained with you inside
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| Must begin to steer clear
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| Train through for seven years
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| Progress you must revere
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| If you fail to meet their trust
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| Pushed back from the front
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| These things you must learn on your own
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| Before you take the throne
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| As the title of the King
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| This Forsaken Land
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| Consuming all but one
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| Blood spilt for our defenses
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| Tears grow thick from pain, as it drenches
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| Sweat poured to rebuild these trenches
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| This compromised land
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| Is consuming all but one
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| And that is you my son
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| Entitled to this elite brand
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| Trained now these fourteen years
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| Progress you have revered
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| Now depart from you we must
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| This stone edifice we entrust
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| You have learned these things on your own
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| Shall you take the throne
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| As the title of the King
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| This Forsaken Land
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| Consuming all but one
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| Blood spilt for our defenses
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| Tears grow thick from pain, as it drenches
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| Sweat poured to rebuild these trenches
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| We must now leave you with this place
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| Of never ending grace
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| Goodbye, our dearest son
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| The inheritor of one
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| This majestic place of high command
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| The grandest tower controlled firsthand
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| Venture off, hence this path we’ll withstand
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| Disappearing all but from This Forsaken Land |