Not so far from the dragonland
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where the valleys breathe the smell of dark gate
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Dargor is marching with the poor Airin
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there where dark has ruled forever for the demonknights
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Fire's riding to valleys of death
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while shadows are rising from bloody hells
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Fire's riding to Hargor, the town
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where evil and terror conquered the clouds
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We sing to the wind the legend of the kings
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to spread our heart to the kingdom of dusk
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where heroes are lost, where now reigns the shadowlord
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Carved in shadow is his magic throne
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Korn disciple not extreme at all
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Gothic his kingdom told by old jesters
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Pride and terror live together
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in his stormy heart
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Fire's riding to valleys of death
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while shadows are rising from bloody hells
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Fire's riding to Hargor, the town
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where evil and terror conquered the clouds
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We sing to the wind the legend of the kings
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to spread our heart to the kingdom of dusk
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where heroes are lost, where now reigns the shadowlord
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Cry with me to fill the crystal sea
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cry for all the victims of these stones
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shed your tears to fill the silent fall
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and wash in it your swords
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Fire's riding to valleys of death
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while shadows are rising from bloody hells
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Fire's riding to Hargor, the town
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where evil and terror conquered the clouds
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We sing to the wind the legend of the kings
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to spread our heart o the kingdom of dusk
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where heroes are lost, where now reigns the shadowlord
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Dargor, Shadowlord Of The Black Mountain (Extended Version)
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| Rhapsody |
