| An old witch told me the story
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| A tale about the ghosts of death
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| Ten verses about blood and glory
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| Disturbed my head and took my breath
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| Madness rising from the ground
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| The witches throw the bones
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| Black magic spinning me around
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| Crushed me against the stones
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| Fear and doubts disappear by dawn
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| Comes to sleep my sins away
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| Fighting against the witches' curse
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| My future could not be worse
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| For all the lost I’ll pray
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| At the end of the day
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| I do not even smell the blood
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| And from misery I’ll rise
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| It’s the shadow of the warrior
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| It’s the sorrow of his broken soul
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| And his legacy is so glorious
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| Until the last bell tolls
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| Until the last bell tolls
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| I open my eyes, the sun goes up
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| I passed away through the eye of the storm
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| Secrets of the legend live forever
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| In the circle of the ruins
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| Shadows of the dead moving on and on
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| The curse of the witches brought them all together
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| For all the lost I’ll pray
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| At the end of the day
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| I do not even smell the blood
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| And from misery I’ll rise
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| It’s the shadow of the warrior
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| It’s the sorrow of his broken soul
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| And his legacy is so glorious
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| Until the last bell tolls
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| Until the last bell tolls
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| For all the lost I’ll pray
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| At the end of the day
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| I do not even smell the blood
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| And from misery I’ll rise
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| It’s the shadow of the warrior
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| It’s the sorrow of his broken soul
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| And his legacy is so glorious
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| Until the last bell tolls
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| It’s the shadow of the warrior
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| It’s the sorrow of his broken soul
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| And his legacy is so glorious
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| Until the last bell tolls
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| Until the last bell tolls |