| We are the children of Rarn
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| We’ve troned the veils of the sun
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| Where child will cry on swans that fly
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| We are the children of Rarn
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| We are the sickess of space
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| We’ve seen them must as face
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| It’s young and gold and silver old
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| We are the sickess of space
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| You seer let me your ear
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| The dworn dawn aproaches and the darkness is near
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| The children in some brode run to my head
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| The bitches are shakin' and the old time is dead
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| The skills of the sky are broken
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| And so go to the temple and then blow on your hall
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| Tree wizard the priest in ceremony
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| Swan king the priest in ceremony
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| Pure tongue the priest in ceremony
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| Ancient one the priest in ceremony
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| Tree wizard the priest in ceremony
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| Swan king the priest in ceremony
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| Ancient one the priest in ceremony
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| Pure tongue the priest in ceremony
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| Aah-ah Aah-ah
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| Do da da da da, do da da da da
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| Do da da da da, do da da da da
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| Aah-ah Aah-ah Aah-ah
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| But the particular call cost’s a weep lot of dworn
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| Lughed in the wind and the sun of the horn
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| But fools are young and the magic is weak
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| If they live in a tavern you sleep in the street
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| Do do do do do do, do do do do do
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| Do do do do, do do do do
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| Do do do do do do, do do do do do
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| Do do do do, do do do do do do
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| The elders about need the forest on fire
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| On the one side the fearnist the year of the may
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| On the lithen waste an the stamblents streams
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| The darkened your passions and changed your dreams
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| Do do do do do do, do do do do do
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| Do do do do, do do do do
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| Do do do do do do, do do do do do
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| Do do do do, do do do do do
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| The trows from the here look down from the mount
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| It was a morning of war and then was interest sound
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| Do do do do do do, do do do do do
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| Do do do do, do do do do
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| Do do do do do do, do do do do do
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| Do do do do, do do do do do do
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| La lala la la
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| Bad time you mine you call my guide
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| Bad time you mine you call my guide
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| Bad time you mine you call my guide do this aaha
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| Bad time you mine you call my guide
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| Bad time you mine you call my guide
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| We are dworn devil born souls of
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| Steel well live to live and we sold our Steeds of solid wind machine god kings
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| we are dworn
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| We are live once all deserve
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| We new known death and we new known birth
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| We are live once dragon breed
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| And noon today all flesh will feed
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| We are trows from mouramount
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| We live on bones and bones are found
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| Underground I less a wine if you are bones please come inside
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| We are dworn devil born souls of
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| Steel well live to live and we sold our Steeds of solid wind machine god kings
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| we are dwarn
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| We are dworn
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| We are dworn
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| Rarn Rarn, Rarn Rarn
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| Rarn, Rarn
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| We mean you no harm from the book of time I chanted these lines
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| Rarn Rarn, Rarn Rarn
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| Rarn, Rarn
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| We mean you no harm from the book of time I chanted these lines
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| Rarn Rarn, Rarn Rarn
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| Rarn, Rarn
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| Vapers of change folk to folk baby
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| Com’on you darkness and dark and donna
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| Winds of the future storms of the past
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| Meet in the meadows and bracet last
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| And the cost change, again
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| Vapers of change folk to folk baby
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| Com’on you darkness the dark and donna
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| Winds of the future storms of the past
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| Meet in the meadows and bracet last
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| And the cost change
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| We are live once we cost death
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| We’re dworns and we hate the breath
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| On the wheels and turn around
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| We’re dworns we bring 'em down
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| We are trows weeting bones
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| We’re dworns and we like the toes
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| The fingers if the forman round
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| There’s death today on the mouramount
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| We are live once we cost death
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| We’re dworns and we hate’s a breath
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| On the wheels and turn around
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| We’re dworns we bring 'em down
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| Rarn Rarn, Rarn Rarn
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| Rarn Rarn
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| You know we mean you no harm from the book of time we chanted these lines
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| Rarn Rarn, Rarn Rarn
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| We mean you no harm from the book of time we chanted these lines
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| Rarn Rarn, Rarn Rarn
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| Rarn, Rarn
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| The gloud of fate has a live once box
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| In the there future gobble the past
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| As a trows on mount with the teeth blood red
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| Fill on the realmnes and dream of the beds
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| They are vanished away on a chariot of fate
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| And the creatures of legend dissapeared through the gate
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| Well the children of Rarn with the world all free
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| Prayed on their knees forward had to be
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| And the priest of god changes the name from Beltane to Earth in a shower whole |
| frame
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| And they try kneel to pray but they kneel again
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| And no longer peace lings they have a new name man
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| The last of the creatures the animals of Rarn
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| Dissapeared through the gate
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| In the afternoon come
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| Then alone unicorn waited to fist
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| On the last day on Beltane with the ancient hat priest
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| Then all abbadinmar sent a game from the book
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| And the egg of the leathon he also toolk
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| and placed high in the heat of the sun
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| And as the beast dinno priest of the parted the dinnossaurs begun
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| We are the children of Rarn
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| We have throned the veils of the sun
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| The child will cry on a swans that fly
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| We are the children of Rarn
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| And we are the sickess of space
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| We have seen the must as face
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| It’s a young and gold and silver old
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| We are the sickess of space
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| We are the children of Rarn
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| We have throned the veils of the sun
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| The child will cry on a swans that fly
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| We are the children of Rarn
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| And we are the sickess of space
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| How we have seen the must as face
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| It’s a girl and boy and silver old
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| We are the sickess of space |