| Do you ever feel
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| That your life was meant to be so much more
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| As if your soul is lost and far from home
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| Dashed like a wayward ship
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| An the rocks of a distant shore
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| Be still our hearts
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| And come the flood
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| Sing through our souls
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| Like thunder and blood
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| Stand and swear the conqueror’s oath
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| May your name and deeds live on
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| Stand and swear the conqueror’s oath
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| Let the ancient fire burn
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| Are you content
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| With the life that you lead
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| Or does a yearning for glory and conquest
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| Haunt you in fitful sleep
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| Nothing will change
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| If you don’t take up your arms
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| And ride unfettered into the unknown
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| With pride in your heart
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| Be still our hearts
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| And come the flood
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| Sing through our souls
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| Like thunder and blood
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| Thrones on the mountains calling your name
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| Thundering hammers forging you fate
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| Cut your own path to victory’s gates
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| Never let go of the flame
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| Purpose nd passion, metal and might
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| Out of the darkness, into the light
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| Never again will despair take your life
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| Ride with fire, conquering the night
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| Aging warrior, looking back at the life that you’ve led
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| Can you say with confidence that you would do it again?
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| For one day you’ll be gone, and all that lives on
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| Is the honour of thy name and the deeds that you’ve done
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| Be still our hearts
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| And come the flood
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| Sing through our souls
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| Like thunder and blood |