| There is fire in the air that I’m breathing
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| There is blood where the battle’s rage
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| These are faces I will not remember
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| Will I fight for the Queen or the Slave
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| A treacherous part to play with our heart of courage
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| Where the wind from the north bows the dragon
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| And the armies and legions have formed
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| We have camp for the night through the cover
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| Fading ghosts in the shadows of war
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| Battleborne, battleborne, battleborne, battleborne
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| Gone, all the villagers lead out to pasture
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| The black wing of death as their liege
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| Felt the ground; |
| it was bare from the plunder
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| The soldiers that lie at my feet
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| The maidens were lost wading across an ocean
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| On a ship heading south to the mainland
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| I am standing in wake of the storm
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| I was raised by the Wolf and the Stallion
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| This sword was battleborne
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| Battleborne, battleborne, battleborne, battleborne |