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The Damned
Render a sight late in the night and carry the story in time
With our fate stayed on your mind
To carry the price of solemn advice
To cherish and pray for a roll of the dice
And to bear truth to his sign
Morrow wind, herald of sorrow
Bless this sleeping kind
Across the plains the winds of tomorrow
Bear with them a tainted soul
Here are the damned awaiting the living
The bringer of war, the dawn is no more
To carry the strife with the way of the sword
From coast to coast, from land to land
Tearing in twain on the weakest of strands
and I know, nowhere to go
The sky is dark, the clockwork is turning
As the sun goes down
And all around the crosses are burning
And with them our last best hope
Here are the damned awaiting the living
The bringer of war, the dawn is no more
To carry the strife with the way of the sword
Over the fields slain to a man
destiny played on the weakest of hands
and the poor souls made to burn
And on these grounds the power the wicked
Bear within has gained control
Here are the damned awaiting the living
The bringer of war, the dawn is no more
To carry the strife with the way of the sword
Free of the sand never forgiving
Always on guard it's gone too far
Here there be dragons and here are the damned
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Here there be dragons and here are the damned
Always on guard it's gone too far
Free of the sand never forgiving
To carry the strife with the way of the sword
The bringer of war, the dawn is no more
Here are the damned awaiting the living
Bear within has gained control
And on these grounds the power the wicked
and the poor souls made to burn
destiny played on the weakest of hands
Over the fields slain to a man
To carry the strife with the way of the sword
The bringer of war, the dawn is no more
Here are the damned awaiting the living
And with them our last best hope
And all around the crosses are burning
As the sun goes down
The sky is dark, the clockwork is turning
and I know, nowhere to go
Tearing in twain on the weakest of strands
From coast to coast, from land to land
To carry the strife with the way of the sword
The bringer of war, the dawn is no more
Here are the damned awaiting the living
Bear with them a tainted soul
Across the plains the winds of tomorrow
Bless this sleeping kind
Morrow wind, herald of sorrow
And to bear truth to his sign
To cherish and pray for a roll of the dice
To carry the price of solemn advice
With our fate stayed on your mind
Render a sight late in the night and carry the story in time
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| The Damkned |
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