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One man rode the way through the woods
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Down to Asa bay
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Where dragon ships had sailed to sea
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More times than one could say
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To see with own eyes the wonder
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People told of from man to man
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The God of all almightyness
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Had arrived from a foreign land
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The rumours told of a man
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Who had come from the other side the sea
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Carrying gold cross around neck in chain
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And spoke in strange tongue of peace
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He had come with strange men in armour
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Dressed in purple shirts and lace
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Smelling not of beer but flowers
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And with no hair in face
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And the bold man carrying cross
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Had told all one of Asa bay
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The God of all man woman child had come
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To them all save
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And to thank Lord of Heaven
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One should build to God a house
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And to save one's soul from Hell
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One should be baptised and say vows
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A man of pride with the Hammer told new God
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To build his house on own
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And spoke loud of the Gods of their fathers
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Not too long time gone
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The rumours said the man with a beard like fire
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And the Hammer in chain
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By men in armour silenced was and by
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Their swords was slain
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Those who did not pay the one coin
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Of four to man of new God
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Whipped was twenty and put in chains then locked
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By their neck to the log To the log
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And so all of Asa bay did build
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A house of the cross
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Every hour of daylight they did sweat
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Limbs ached because faith does cost
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And on the day two hundred
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There it stood white to the sky
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The house of the God of the cross
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Big enough to take two dragon ships inside
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And all of Asa bay did watch
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The wonder raise to the sky
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Now must the God of the cross be pleased
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And satisfied
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Just outside the circle of the crowd
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One old man did stand
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He looked across the waters
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And blotted the sun out of his eyes with one hand
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And his old eyes could almost see
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The dragon ships set sails
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And his old ears could almost hear
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Men of great numbers call out Oden's hail
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And though he did know already
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Though he turned face towards sky
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And whispered silent words forgotten
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Spoken only way up high
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Now this house of a foreign God does stand
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Now must they leave us alone
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Still he heard from somewhere in the woods
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Old crow of wisdom say
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"...people of Asa land, it's only just begun..."
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One Rode To Asa Bay
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Bathory |