| Crossed the valleys the dust of midlands
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| to search for the third key to open the gates
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| Now I’m near the altar the secret inside
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| as legend told my beloved sun light the dragons eyes
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| On the way to the glory I’ll honour my sword
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| to serve right ideals and justice for all
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| Finally happened the sun lit their eyes
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| the spell was creating strange games of light
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| Thanks to hidden mirrors I found my lost way
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| over the stones I reached the place it was a secret cave
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| In a long bloody battle that prophecies told
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| the light will prevail hence wisdom is gold
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| For the king for the land for the mountains
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| For the green valleys where dragons fly
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| For the glory the power to win the black lord
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| I will search for the emerald sword
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| Only a warrior with a clear heart
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| could have the honour to be kissed by the sun
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| Yes, I’m that warrior I followed my way
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| led by the force of cosmic soul I can reach the sword
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| On the way th the glory I’ll honour my sword
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| to serve right ideals and justice for all
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| For the king for the land for the mountains
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| For the green valleys where dragons fly
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| For the glory the power to win the black lord
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| I will search for the emerald sword |