| Shakes the ground in agony the Lord of Lies
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| Once for every drop of venom in his eyes
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| Anger festers in his heart and loud he cries
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| My revenge will be the end and you will
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| See me rise, out of fact and fiction, sacrifice
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| Raise your hands
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| Truth of prophecies is always in your hands
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| When you heed her words and do as she commands
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| Seals your fate and your memorial it stands
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| All the world ablaze I’ll set and you will
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| See me rise, out of fact and fiction, Sacrifice
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| Raise your hands for my lore and legend of these lands
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| Bound upon the ground until the day the sun will go away
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| Three winters snow falls in a row; |
| your bonds will break from me
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| Skelvur jørðin øll og rapa bjørg og fjøll
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| Brýtur hav um lond og slitna so øll bond
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| So you stand before the breaking of the world
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| Gather all your strength in vain for you will
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| See me rise, out of fact and fiction, sacrifice
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| Raise your hands for the lore and legend of these lands
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| End, it has begun, now I am free, your ending sails with me
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| My serpent son stirs up the sea; |
| the Ship of Nails breaks free |