Young Kingdoms, Yougn Kingdoms
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Prepare the crimson war
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Young Kingdoms, Young Kingdoms
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Command the righteous law
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The fall of melnibone
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Imrryr towest in the quiet night sleep
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At the northeast part of the turquoise Boiling Sea
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Cold wind scream over finest gargoyles high
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carrying sings in the dawn that frightens sky
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Golden troops may compare a rising storm
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and the entire will is on tarkan, Dyvim's core,
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Purple towns are attacking from the shore
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outer walls and the labyrinth unknown
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[CHORUS:]
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Young Kingdoms, Yougn Kingdoms
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Prepare the crimson war
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Young Kingdoms, Young Kingdoms
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Command the righteous law
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Dragon Isle, oh! Dragon Isle
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Sadness dims your witching eye
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fancy dream of Xiombarg
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Mighty falls in raging hush
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Elric guides all the seamen from the bridge
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From his leader ship and the laughin' of a bitch
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Arches shoot from the topwalls in the crew,
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killing men with the anguish of the loot
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Tarkan falls as the stumbles on the edge
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Just to find the hell dying of his broken neck
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Imrryr burns and sorrow has no end
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Fury grows as the princess is just dead
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[CHORUS]
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Stormbringer, demon grabber with runes
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Stormbringer, blackest blade with looms
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Stormbringer, feed with mourning souls
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Your wicked evil, sounding tunes
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Mighty runes, melnibone
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can you hear the pray for your burning death?
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Pearly halls, your magic sight
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Are the crushed of lay on your bloody earth?
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Dready shores, Melnibone
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can you bear the threat of that flaming flags?
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Dragon Isle, your sturdy chime
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all is lost right now (and prince Yykoon lurks)
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Arioch! can you feel my pain
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from yor throne of holy lord?
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Am i crying in vain despair
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My fate weaved by this broadsword?
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I cannot see life or light
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In her semblance or her eye
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must i be forever lone?
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beloved Cymoril is gone?
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Have you really found the death
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by the evil on my hand?
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[CHORUS]
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The Fall Of Melnibone
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| Dark Moor |
