| The unknown terror
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| That stood alone
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| Passed from the days of the early suns
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| Through worlds of lost belief
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| Laid waste and buried deep
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| Summoned to be set up to fall
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| But there’s no fear
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| That lives inside this soul
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| Inside this world
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| There is no way back to forgiving us
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| Undone, deliverer
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| The sinful and the saviors of the innocent
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| And so
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| Keepers of old
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| Keep us from cold
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| Let us fight once more
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| Till our honor is restored
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| The unknown terror
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| That lives below
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| Breaths the flames from the dying suns
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| And lives to wake the dying ones
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| The dying ones
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| The dying ones
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| (The dying ones)
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| (The dying ones)
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| Inside this world
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| There is no way back to forgiving us
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| Undone, deliverer
|
| The sinful and the saviors of the innocent
|
| And so
|
| Keepers of old
|
| Keep us from cold
|
| Let us fight once more
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| Till our honor is restored |