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On wings of eagles we soar |
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Headed across the Asian seas |
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A distant thunder roaring |
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Closing in our destiny |
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We touch down in Narita |
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The masses were a sight to see |
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Headed toward the city |
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Tokyo rose, she waits for me |
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Shine on, the gift of love is through our song |
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Shine on, the people sing along |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
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Fight or fall we chanted |
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Fists held high and voices strong |
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A universal language |
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In music we create a bond |
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With open arms we're welcomed |
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Your warriors, we came to play |
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A night of metal magic |
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Mark and Masa lead the way |
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Shine on, the gift of love is through our song |
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Shine on, the people sing along |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
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Shine on was our battle cry |
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Hand in hand 'til the day we die |
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Shine on, the gift of love is through our song |
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Shine on, the people sing along |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
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Ah, the Land of the Rising Sun |
