| The change of seasons passes
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| Neverending iwth the day
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| The wizard we call winter
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| Can bring storms into our bays
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| First we pray for sunshine
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| Then we plead for rain
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| But the deadly time of year
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| Is the season we cannot change
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| Tramping through the snowdrifts
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| We’veweary and battle fatigued
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| Anticipating ambush
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| At every rustling tree
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| We’re two months away from death
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| Trudging ever onward
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| Frostbitten feet and frozen breath
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| White winter brings the new-fallen snow
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| Nature’s eulogy for sin
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| The coming of winter, a season of love
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| And the waging of war between men
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| Headed for a battlefield where we will surely die
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| Our fate is written in the stars tonight
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| Our future changes, though I know not how
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| Destiny is changed — now!
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| A wizard upon us, eyes blazing, spells spewing from his mouth
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| Flames leaps from his hands, hallucinations
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| We will never know as we’re engulfed in flames
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| Oh, to die this way, when we’re defenseless
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| At the hands of this occult master gone insane…
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| Awaken shackled, and my men are here
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| As for my comrades, two are dead I fear
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| Until I see life in both of them
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| Torchlight approaches — here!
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| An old man unlocks me, and the rest of my men as he speaks these words
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| «I am Krakenaus, you must follow me,
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| We will escape from this forsaken pit of hell!
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| Now come quickly, if we’re discovered
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| You will suffer a fate that is worse than death!»
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| (Solo: Brett, Ron, Brett, Ron)
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| Following a stranger, I’m dependent for life
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| Hoping the man is not a deceiver
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| The walls are getting cold, we must be nearing an out
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| In Krakenaus I am now a believer
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| Running blind through the flurry of snow
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| Guided only by the page of a master
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| We know the wizard’s here, he has pursued us this night |