It's been told about the mighty land,
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The sun is never setting from the sky
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Gold is washed up on the shore, to a shifting sand
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The dream about the day when I'll never die
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Charging through the open sea, no signs to lead the way
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Wind will shift and carry us at hand
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We feel the walls are closing in
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The tide will take a turn, will make us drift ashore
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Keep on holding on, Keep on holding to the flame
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And life will go on
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Keep on holding on, Keep holding
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Life will still go on
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Holding on to promises and what the legends say
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We will see the shore of our land
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Skyline meets an open bay, Illusions might betray
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Onward to the land of mystery
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Hold On To The Flame
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| Nocturnal Rites |
