| Here do I ride, my heart filled with pride
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| A dozen friends by my side
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| They call me the king, after fought for the ring
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| Downwind the minstrel sing
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| We want to breakthrough, the enemy crew
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| To find the creature of doom
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| To hold on the dream, to follow the stream
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| Until the creature will scream
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| Armored saint strikes, his axe, his feed
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| A sword and a crow, I hit, I bleed
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| Legions of knifes, a phalanx
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| Roaring and ready to fight
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| Ride down on the wings of the Avalon
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| Since, I’m falling on my way
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| Feel proud on the wings of the Avalon
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| Since I’m fighting for the day
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| Nazgul will fly, the creatures spy
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| To watch us how we could die
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| Arrows to sky, through the nazgul left eye
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| The monster’s not able to cry
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| Armored saint strikes, his axe, his feed
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| A sword and a crow, I hit, I bleed
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| Legions of knifes, a phalanx
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| Roaring and ready to fight
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| Ride down on the wings of the Avalon
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| Since, I’m falling on my way
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| Feel proud on the wings of the Avalon
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| Since I’m fighting for the day
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| Half of the night, the world of moonlight
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| The creature starts up the fight
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| I swing down my sword, lead my sharp blade
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| The end of the ???
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| Armored saint strikes, his axe, his feed
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| A sword and a crow, I hit, I bleed
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| Legions of knifes, a phalanx
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| Roaring and ready to fight
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| Ride down on the wings of the Avalon
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| Since, I’m falling on my way
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| Feel proud on the wings of the Avalon
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| Since I’m fighting for the day |