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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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