Warrior's Fear
Through the mystery that holds fear
Into the night that I shed a tear
The one who look me in the eyes
Is a warrior that never cries
But my wisdom travels in vain
Through the ice it shows a chain
By the steel of a sword, I must
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Going and never coming back
So he won’t fire another track
Fire to will, voices that are still
Make them feel, my sword made of steel
My heart will travel but my hope
Stays to cover the throne
And if you imagine a kingdom
It comes to set your freedom
Fight for the right, fight for the will
Voices are steel but voices are still
My wisdom meets the day
It shows me another way
So it won’t travel in vain again
And in the ice let me look for a chain
Fire to will, voices that are still
Make them feel, my sword made of steel
Fight for the right, fight for the will
Voices are steel but voices are still
A warrior cries on a hill
And I still can’t believe that it’s real
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