| Out on the fields I can hear the cries
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| The battle goes on another day, and so another good man dies
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| How many more will pay the price?
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| I must believe that in the end it’s worth the sacrifice
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| Beneath his banner we are called to arms
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| A golden serpent on a blood red flag leads the way
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| Under his rule we’ll vanquish all our foes
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| He is the chosen king, united we will stand the day
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| Take up the fight and defend us all
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| The sword and the shield at your side
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| We are we where belong, our future is our own
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| We’re standing at the turning of the tide
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| For all of these burdens I must bear
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| I have to be strong and lead these broken lands from beyond repair
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| Tell me priestess wise and fair
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| Why is it me that has to lead this country from despair?
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| The sound of thunder and the clash of steel
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| We ride to battle with our destiny in our hands
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| When tales are told our legends will reveal
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| The righteous shed the blood for the good of the land
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| Take up the fight and defend us all
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| The sword and the shield at your side
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| We are we where belong, our future is our own
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| And there is no way back because we’re standing at the turning of the tide
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| (Bridge solo: Rute)
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| Beyond the veil of the forgotten land
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| This coming has been long foreseen
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| Take this sword and sheath made by my hand
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| With it you shall never bleed
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| (Solos: McNeill 3:32−52, Farmer 3:52—4:11)
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| Take up the fight and defend us all
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| The sword and the shield at your side
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| We are we where belong, our future is our own
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| We’re standing at the turning of the tide
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| (Reprise)
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| Take up the fight and defend us all
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| The sword and the shield at your side
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| We are we where belong, our future is our own
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| And there is no way back because we’re standing at the turning of the tide |