| So we waited for you to come home
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| Riding high on your visions done
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| Touching darkness we wait by the sea
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| Holding on desperatly
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| Far from certain you, ride the serpent and, touch the pillars
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| Of stone
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| Break the chains from the masters of game then you, rise your
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| Sword to the throne
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| Save us we cry from the mountains you fly it goes over and
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| Over again
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| Soon we will know when your armies they show and they
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| Fight by our side till the end yea
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| Giving answers to questions you here
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| Listen closely to those that you fear
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| How i wonder wherever you are
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| See you coming from far
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| Free your eagles trough, out the city who’s, wings are
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| Battered and torn
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| On your crown is our bloody red gown holding, all your
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| Anger and scorn
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| Save us we cry from the mountains you fly it goes over and
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| Over again
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| Soon we will know when your armies they show and they
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| Fight by our side till the end yea
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| Far from certain you, ride the serpent and, touch the pillars
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| Of stone
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| Break the chains from the masters of game then you, raise
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| Your sword to the throne
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| Save us we cry from the mountains you fly it goes over and
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| Over again
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| Soon we will know when your armies they show and they
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| Fight by our side till the end yea |