| Alone on the ancient mountaintop
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| Stood the one who had lost his way
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| For when you walk on the path of a traitor
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| You will find you may soon be betrayed
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| Stray not from the path you’ve chosen
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| You may yet find what you seek
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| You will learn to command the ethereal realm
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| And fulfill your destiny
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| Cast out of his land for reaching for that which lies out of mortal sight
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| Like a beast he is feared and hunted
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| Like a beast he intends to fight
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| Stay true to your heart young warrior
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| Keep your sword close by your side
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| And when night comes again beware what the darkness hides
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| Go now to the realm of spirits child
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| You are running out of time
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| Seek quickly the one who will guide you
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| Who will teach you the way of light
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| Doubt not your resolve young wanderer
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| May your stride be swift and true
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| For the colors of day are fading away
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| And tonight they will come for you
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| No amount of work or training
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| Can prepare you for the changing winds
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| But don’t despair my child
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| You must fight
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| Take hold of strength divine
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| Shape the world to your design
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| And release the power you keep inside your heart
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| I am the light when a life’s at its end
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| The still burning candle when darkness descends
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| I am desire, warmth from the fire
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| Fueling your steps when your journey began
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| I am the fear twisting tight round your throat
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| The life giving spark hiding deep in your soul
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| I am your aura, hunger for honor
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| I hold the power you seek
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| Eeeeyuh
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| A fire arose behind his eyes
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| The trees, like torches, blazed up in the night
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| The fire raced across the sky
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| The trees like torches
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| Like torches blazed with light
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| And now they’re on the run
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| No mercy smite them one by one
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| You’ve got an axe to grind
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| Relentless, no one left behind
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| Immolation is their fate
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| Hunt them down and let them feel your hate
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| No cowards left alive
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| By your power they will die
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| And now they’re on the run
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| No mercy smite them one by one
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| You’ve got an axe to grind
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| For the fire of your soul
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| Is a terror to behold
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| No amount of work or training
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| Can prepare them for their flaming end
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| But don’t hold back my child
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| They must die
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| Take hold of strength divine
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| Shape the world to your design
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| And release the power you keep inside your heart |