New friends
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Last night
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An offer was made
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Nordbrikt
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Would leave
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Five hundred strong
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Long is the hour when lying awake
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Sleeping his hard when so much is at stake
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I've reached my goal, called the final door
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Behind it- three doors more
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Lying in my bed
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Thinking of the things they said
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Time is running out
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What to do I moon about
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Out in the open sea I've swum without a sight
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A sight of an opposite shore, a sight of some light
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Turning back, staying here, my strength is running out
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Forward, or I drown
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Rising from my bed
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Thinking of the things they said
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The moment draws nigh
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One chance a year when the water is high
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Corridors
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I run
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Heavy doors
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Which one?
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Where did I come from? Was I already here?
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It all seems familiar, yet I have no idea
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New friends
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Last night
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An offer was made
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Nordbrikt
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Would leave
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Five hundred and one
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"Joy and sorrow we have encountered
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Always stood as one
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Your heart will follow, and maybe tomorrow
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You will find what you seek
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Go now, and don't look back!
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Give my greetings to the Greek King!"
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The wind flew the raven banner with pride
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Eagles were soaring aloft
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Filled with hope and excitement side by side
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Five hundred and one cast off
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So long is the way to the unknown
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Long is the way we have come
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At the head of the ships a horn was blown
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We sailed off with the morning sun
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Five hundred and one
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Five Hundred And One
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| Turisas |
