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We're armed and ready to attack
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To strike the city of all desires
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Then calm the waves that lead to passion
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When all reality turns back to ashes
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Over the hills, across the sea
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Into the abyss of a bygone time
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And the bewildered look up to the sky
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Fallen comrades lay on the ground
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Victors in death they make no sound
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Petrify my eyes
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Behold the sights of battle lost
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In this unchanging world
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What does the poor life of a warrior cost?
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Oh can't you see
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Many faces from God's own races are waiting
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To fight the good fight
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Even though the annals of time
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have passed you by you still don't see
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Oh, you won't see
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They've petrified your eyes
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Deep desires of mine
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Dark thoughts tyrannize my mind
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When will this torture end
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Into the mire, to battle again
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Petrified Eyes
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| angra |
