When the winds of ice are raging
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And the sun departs for night
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There's a thousand eyes upon you
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But no one sees your plight
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Oh no mercy hath the darkness
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No love or heavens rain
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You can feel the sound of anguish
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Hear the cries of screaming pain
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We are the guardians of the flame
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Masters of the ancient rites
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Our duty was ordained
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To protect the realm of light
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If you cross the gates of wisdom
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Beware of the outer sign
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Here the wolves of war are feasting
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And on who knows what they dine!
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Oh if your courage doth forsake you
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Invoke thy masters name
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We come with swords of fire
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To banish the profane
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Oh, we are the ones who check the forces of evil
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Flames fly from our hands to engulf
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The bastard called sin
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War, rains through the skies
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Our wrath shakes the pillars of heaven, now
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The jackal is slain, fountains of blood drench the land
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Come light up the torch, we have returned victorious
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All's well in the world tonight
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Sweet dreams from the palace of light
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Sleep well, my children
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Guardians Of The Flame
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| Virgin Steele |
