| Come forth, my old friend, and set your foot on the land
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| Have courage, my old friend for there is always hope
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| Look up into the sky, the sun is shining still so bright
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| Look out for the night, I will call the darkness to stand by my side
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| Raise up your banner and gather the faithful
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| From your great hall, father of the slain
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| Raise up your banner and gather the faithful
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| From your great hall, father of the slain
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| From mother’s arms to father’s charm
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| You hold the young sweet child and drown in its smile
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| The look in her eyes, the poor innocent child
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| You see the love she had, the love that she once had
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| Come forth, my old friend, and set your foot on the land
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| Have courage, my old friend for there is always hope
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| Raise up your banner and gather the faithful
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| From your great hall, father of the slain
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| Raise up your banner and gather the faithful
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| From your great hall, father of the slain
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| From mother’s arms to father’s charm
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| You hold the young sweet child and drown in its smile
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| The look in her eyes, the poor innocent child
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| You see the love she had, the love that she once had |