[Intro solo Michael]
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[The prince:]
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Here we are, we stand together, fighting for what's right
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We're marching on towards the palace, soon it is in sight
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Does the evil prophet knows that we're coming, will he be prepared to die
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Has he understand the signs that's written in the sky
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The prophet of evil is standing proud and tall until the end of time
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The prophet of evil he doesn't know the time is running out for him, I curse his soul
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What is this, an ambush, it's a smaller unit enemies
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It seems to me we are expected, I wonder how he was able to see...
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As we're marching into the city I see, enemy troops on the streets facing me
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Hundreds of them, thousands of them, behind them there I see:
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The prophet of evil...
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[Prince / The people:]
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We still remember, how it used to be
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In this fair land, before he came
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To tear apart, he is to blame <i>[x2]
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[The prince:]
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We fight, we fight, the sun shines so bright.
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We fight for our brothers and for what is right
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We fight, we fight, we can see the light.
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Defeating the enemy before the night
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Our arms are strong, we're fighting what's wrong.
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Respect our opponent, we know that he's strong
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See you, see me, and what we will be.
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Guardians of justice, strong proud and free
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Our men are fighting brave in front of me.
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And I don't beleive in what I see
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The evil forces seems to kneel for me.
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The prophet escapes and now I see
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Now I understand, they're in my command.
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Get after the wiz someone says in my mind
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I follow him into the palace, my home.
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And suddenly I find myself all alone
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But then I see, up the stairs there he is.
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I'm grabbing my light-sabre, how can I miss
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He's facing the wall and got nowhere to go.
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I look into his eyes, I'm making this slow
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Now you will pay for what you did, you see.
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To my father, to my mother and to me
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I stab my sabre thru his heart.
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But he's laughing and his clothes just falls apart
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[Solo Michael / Jesse / Michael / Michael]
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[The people:]
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The prophet of evil is dead and gone, defeated by the son of the crown.
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The prophet of evil he will no longer lead us into misery, cursed be his soul
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The Final Battle
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| Nostradameus |
