Hiding in the shadows of the walls
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Finding time to strike and go
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Till your heart will stop to blood
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Ambush the soldir at the gates
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Silent victim of my hate
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I'm berserching out of rage
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Blood for the king of blood and steel for a throne of skulls
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May your head beon your shouders
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Till your sacred dawn
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Bran cant forget the eyes of brother die
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His hate that's growing stronger
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But the cross burning inside
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Run away from aburacum
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All Roman's stendar's are few miles away
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Run away and grab your honour
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Stone , blood ,and pain you are strone you'll survive
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One by one i'll tear you down
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With my hands on putred ground
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Run Bran run for Caledon
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Crash the steel with bow and stone ....
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Escape from Eboracum
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| Rosae Crucis |
