| A knight in shining armour rides
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| The mountain ridge and peak
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| His glowing eyes are open wide
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| A saviour to the weak
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| Eternal life of sacrifice
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| No silver and no gold
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| A grand and mystic paradise
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| A story to be told
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| Rising like fever and breaking the chains
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| Firing an unending flame
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| Every heart is burning
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| Every pain returning
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| Like a lightning raging high
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| Heading to the morning light
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| The tempest’s rage increase
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| And dauntless spirits lifted high
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| The golden realm of peace
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| Windless land of livid grim
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| Crowned with twining snakes
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| Fighting on the war within
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| The twilight never fades
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| Rising like fever and breaking the chains
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| Firing an unending flame
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| Every heart is burning
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| Every pain returning
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| Like a lightning raging high
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| Every heart is burning
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| But a soul will never die
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| Every pain returning
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| Like a starlight from the sky
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| His humble soul in sadness lay
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| Compressed by shadows drear
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| Gladness seemed so far away
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| But pain and grief so near
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| The billows of disgorging sin
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| That wrap him like a shroud
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| The wicked have no peace within
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| Their wailings shrill and loud
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| Rising like fever and breaking the chains
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| Firing an unending flame
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| Every heart is burning
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| But a soul will never die
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| Every pain returning
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| Like a lightning raging high
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| Every heart is burning
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| But a kiss can never lie
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| Every pain returning
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| Like a starlight from the sky |