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Running on a book of secret pages |
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Never thought to be a foolish child again |
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Heading for the little pride of ages |
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Hide and fight and cries out words of pain |
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Don't you know what he was looking for? |
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I wonder why they praise the rules of war |
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I am a finger of the astral hand |
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Your prayers let my harvest grow |
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I got your spirit astral man |
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To reign the land of ice and snow |
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Brothers coming home |
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Riding horses |
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Sisters sweep along and fight the tales of whore |
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Hold a little while |
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Get some silver |
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Take me by the hand with rust and gold |
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Don't you know what he was searching for? |
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I wonder why they praise the rules of war |
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I am a finger of the astral hand |
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Your prayers let my harvest grow |
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I got your spirit astral man |
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To reign the land of ice and snow |
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Don't you know what he was looking for? |
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I wonder why they praise the rules of war |
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I am a finger of the astral hand |
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Your prayers let my harvest grow |
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I got your spirit astral man |
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To reign the land of ice and snow |
