| I am encased in the moonlit glow
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| Of sleepless nights
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| Caught in the haul of small towns
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| And cities drenched in moving light
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| Held only by the blink and the flash
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| Of a many writhing scowl
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| Brought forth the release of these
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| Rabid hell hounds
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| Fortified with our strength
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| We carry on until our backs may break
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| Banners fly, shield walls crack
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| This wartorn campaign never to look back
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| Conquering lands unseen
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| We stake our claim, sea to sea
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| In this wartorn campaign
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| A crossing of common lives
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| With only strength to share
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| There’s only minutes to bare
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| And it’s all gone in the blink of an eye
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| Fortified with our strength
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| We carry on until our backs may break
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| Banners fly, shield walls crack
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| This wartorn campaign never to look back
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| Conquering lands unseen
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| We stake our claim, sea to sea
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| What moves us is a need to feel
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| The weight of a thousand faces
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| With piercing eyes that push us on
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| We destroy these cities
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| We decimate these towns
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| Each and every single one
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| Burnt to the ground
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| Banners fly, shield walls crack
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| This wartorn campaign never to look back
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| Conquering lands unseen
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| We stake our claim, sea to sea |