| A time of fear, so long ago,
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| Lived a man in Salon,
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| In his dark and magic room,
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| He gazed on times to come,
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| All is then revealed, and visions on water speak true!
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| Cry for the nations, cry for the nations.
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| A flash of light, fills the night,
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| And chills the blood in his veins,
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| Will the power possess his mind, soul in chains
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| All is then revealed, and tears that he shed were for you
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| Cry for the nations, cry for the nations.
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| Battles of kings, and of fools,
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| And changes in ways he once knew,
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| As pages of days fade away
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| He’s lost in time…
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| Cry for the nations. |