| Prophets in crystal and visions in mind
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| They’re selling the seeds of their own vicious kind
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| And the tale of darkness prevails on and on
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| Wizards of magic and saver of souls
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| Planting the greed of their devious moles
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| And the spell of silver and sword takes me home
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| Father told me: don’t believe in the magic stories
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| Son no one showed me how to see them through
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| Fallen wizards and rings
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| From the north we gather unite the lords
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| I am calling fire and wings
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| And the sword by the slayer of kings
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| Seven in heaven and tears fool the blind
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| Merchants of madness obscene you will find
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| And they tear through clouds in the skies, legends born
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| The price of your life in the palm of my hand
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| From this day and on is my wish your command
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| And the tale of darkness prevails on and on
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| Father told me: don’t believe in the magic stories
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| Son no one showed me how to see them through
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| Fallen wizards and rings
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| From the north we gather unite the lords
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| I am calling fire and wings
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| And the sword by the slayer of kings
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| In life, we learn, in hell, always darkness
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| We fight, with sword, and shield, end the battle
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| To rise, or fall, we stand, all in heaven
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| Unite, and turn, tonight, my master
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| We fly, and burn, enlighten, fire from the sky
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| Fallen wizards and rings
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| From the north we gather unite the lords
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| I am calling fire and wings
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| And the sword by the slayer of kings |