| Oh! |
| There you are dear, I’ve been looking today
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| Now come a bit near, I have something to say
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| I know how you’re feeling you’d like to think in peace
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| But hear my speaking, take good news from me
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| Come give me this thing, I need it, I said
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| I would like to use the ring to defend the flat
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| Why do you want it? |
| How can it help by destroying?
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| What do you think you’re doing?
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| No good, so hand me the ring!
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| No, Denetyde, you know my mind
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| A promise of old, a promise of mine!
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| It’s not what you say, your will can’t be true
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| I’ll just take, I’m stronger than you
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| Come listen to reason, more than you can bear
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| You don’t want to listen, I 'll stop playing fair
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| No Denetyde
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| As I swore this ring I would protect
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| With an aim the mountain I will treck
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| Then at last the fire I will find
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| My own past in this course of mine
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| Now I must go, I can’t wait anymore
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| All alone in search for freedom’s door
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| Must be done, at best will be done now
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| I must go as silent as I know right now
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| I know it better, alone I will be
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| Shall the ring be a gift for another? |
| Will I be free? |