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Listen children to a story
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That was written long ago
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'Bout a kingdom, on a mountain
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And the valley folk below
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On the mountian was a treasure
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Burried deep beneath a stone
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And the valley people swore
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They'd have it for their very own
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Go ahead and hate your neighbor
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Go ahead and cheat a friend
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Do it in the name of Heaven
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You can justify it in the end
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There wont be any trumpets blowing
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Come the judgement day
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On the bloody morning after who...
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One tin soldier rides away
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So the people of the valley
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Sent a message up the hill
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Asking for the burried treasure
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Tons of gold for which they'd kill
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Cam an answer from the kingdom
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With our brothers we will share
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All the secrets of our mountain
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N' all the riches burried there
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Now the valley cried in anger
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Mount your horses
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Draw your sword
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And they killed the mountain people
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So they won their just reward
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Now they stood beside the treasure
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On the mountain dark and red
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Turn the stone and which beneath it
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"Peace on Earth"
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Was all it said
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Go ahead and hate your neighbor
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Go ahead and cheat a friend
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Do it in the name of Heaven
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You can justify it in the end
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There wont be any trumpets blowing
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Come the judgement day
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On the bloody morning after who...
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One tin soldier rides away
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Go ahead and hate your neighbor
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Go ahead and cheat a friend
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Do it in the name of Heaven
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You can justify it in the end
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There wont be any trumpets blowing
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Come the judgement day
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On the bloody morning after who...
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One tin soldier rides away
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One Tin Soldier
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| Coven |
