| Beneath the murky soil
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| The draw of the ancient spell
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| Swallowing everything in the ground
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| And then there was no sound
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| Twisting the roots of life
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| Distorting the obscure shapes
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| The day was creeping into night
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| And then there was no light
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| The mist was rolling from the mountains
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| Creatures were crawling under the ground
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| The darkness fell from the sky
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| And then there was no life
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| The spell was too strong
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| Too weak to resist its pull
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| The wind was frozen still as I took my last breath
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| But then there was no death
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| The days turned into years
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| The years turned into eternity
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| The natural order was twisted into dark harmony
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| I created my own fears
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| The mist of sorrow encircled my thoughts
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| The demons came forth from the shadows bringing dark disease
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| With a sudden roar the ground trembled and cried
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| As the fire burned a hole in the sky
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| The light was swallowed into the ground
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| And the colors were broken in the night
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| And all the stars' creations were left to die
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| Now! | 
| Let the dark disease wipe out all the living
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| Oh! | 
| And let all the lands be filled with silence
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| In the night’s cold embrace you left me astray
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| Now! | 
| Let all the lands be covered in black snow
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| Will the morning sun ever rise again
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| And let all the creatures of the forest turn into stone
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| The slow demise has begun
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| Will this be forever
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| Part II The Awakening
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| From the realms below we ride
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| And in terror they run and hide
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| From the shadows of old we rise
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| Awaken from the dark — from the dark slumber
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| Over the ancient ruins we fly
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| Where the old kings go to die
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| And new kingdoms rising high
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| Awaken from the dark dark slumber
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| Awaken from the dark — from the dark slumber
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| Awaken from the dark dark slumber
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| Rise!
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| Creatures of the dawn
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| Crawling from the depths of the frozen earth
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| As the shadows were twisting and turning beneath the sun
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| The sound of the moaning beasts
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| Blaring through the forest
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| As they’re roaming wild beneath the morning sun
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| Ride! | 
| Ride with us again!
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| Fight! | 
| And live as free men!
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| Die! | 
| And be born again!
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| Ride! | 
| Ride!
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| Ride with us again!
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| Fight! | 
| Fight!
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| And live as free men!
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| Die! | 
| Die!
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| And be born again!
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| Die and be born again!
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| Centuries in darkness
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| Bound to ruthless ice and snow
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| As the dawn of the new world rises, we shall be free
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| By the fire we live and die
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| And the light of the sun fills our eyes
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| From the fire beyond the ancient stars we are born
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| From the realms below we ride
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| And in terror they run and hide
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| From the shadows of old we rise
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| Awaken from the dark
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| Over the ancient ruins we fly
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| Where the old kings go to die
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| And new kingdoms rising high
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| Awaken from the dark dark slumber
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| Awaken from the dark — from the dark slumber
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| As the old worlds fall behind
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| Our spirit reaches wide
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| With no fear breathing new life
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| Awaken from the dark dark slumber |