| On wings of eagles we soar
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| Headed across the Asian seas
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| A distant thunder roaring
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| Closing in our destiny
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| We touch down in Narita
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| The masses were a sight to see
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| Headed toward the city
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| Tokyo rose, she waits for me
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| Shine on, the gift of love is through our song
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| Shine on, the people sing along
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun
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| Fight or fall we chanted
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| Fists held high and voices strong
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| A universal language
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| In music we create a bond
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| With open arms we’re welcomed
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| Your warriors, we came to play
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| A night of metal magic
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| Mark and Masa lead the way
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| Shine on, the gift of love is through our song
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| Shine on, the people sing along
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun
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| Shine on was our battle cry
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| Hand in hand 'til the day we die
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| Shine on, the gift of love is through our song
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| Shine on, the people sing along
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun
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| Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |