| On the pinnacle stood the wizard
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| Looking down upon the open land
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| He saw darkness from the east
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| From the rival hand
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| Creeping slow across the meadow
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| Blackens the day, darkens the mind
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| With the wiseness in his vision
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| Pain of every kind
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| With the for came clouds of warriors
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| Ready to destroy the town
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| With their darkness they spread out fear
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| Fear that holds one down
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| So the foe starts the attack
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| Breaks their souls, it makes is hard
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| To stop the flow of evil foes
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| But what should I do?
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| With swords in the air they’re facing the death
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| Death foes dressed up in red
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| They are breaking hard stone
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| Soon they will tear down the walls
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| To the town all men!
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| The inner lines! |
| Fight for your lifes!
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| Let’s turn the corners
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| They’re too much over us by far
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| They’re shooting arrows of tar
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| See them burning, here and there
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| Some may help us, the end is near
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| Horn in the distance!
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| Hail to our friends in arms!
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| Riders to the front
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| They’re singing all the while they ride
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| They’re singing all the while in bloody fight
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| They’re singing knowing what they see
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| They’re singing and dying but forever free
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| The fight it pendeled here and there
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| But who really wins a war
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| Soon they slowly gained back ground
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| Pushed the enemy to the sound
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| Now the battle’s won
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| But the deeds we’ll count with shame
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| Night under the sun
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| They’re singing
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| The day is left many with it
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| It was a day of bloody fight
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| When will it all be over
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| War will never end |