| Under These Brooding Skies
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| Our Shadows Are Cast
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| Through This Deepest Winter
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| We Reminisce About Our Past
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| As Free Men We Rode
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| Over Hills, Under The Flaming Sun
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| When We Had The Breeze On Our Hair
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| And The Courage In Our Hearts
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| Doomed We Are —
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| To Walk With Our Heads Low
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| Stripped We’ve Been —
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| Of Any Sense of Honour
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| Damned For Aeons — The Curse Still Lives on
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| Through Our Veins
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| Our Ancient Blood
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| Shall Rise Again!!!
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| I Feel It Coming, It’s Coming Now
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| It Calls To Me, Centuries Ago
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| It Brings Forth A New Life
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| Yo My Numb Limbs, A New Meaning
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| To Our Empty Lives
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| An Ancient Mystery Revives
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| Through My Lifeblood It Courses
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| It Burns Me Inside
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| And Breaks All Barriers, All Frontiers
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| A New I Am Made
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| And I View The World
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| Through Ancient Eyes
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| Do You Feel It Coming
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| Can You Hear The Call
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| Let The Ancient Voices Within Flood You
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| Feel The Presence of A Past Long Gone
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| See Our Future Through These Eyes of Old
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| Rebuild This World Now Turn
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| And View The World
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| Through Ancient Eyes !!! |