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, then try to become Under the study with the sword above the head So he would keep in mind under the open pledge Fierce glisten, somethin' so sharp Piercing, swords
ain't no slave In my right hand is the sword of truth In my left hand is the fire of love I call to the land, I call to the sea I call to the sky Lord
and raise your sword Against this wicked society, society Praise the Lord and raise your sword Against this wicked society There was a legend of a 'Liquid Sword
. A throne of white ivory, a gown of white lace Lies still in the magic of a timeless place. One hundred small children, they laugh at the white doves
tunes A throne of white ivory, a gown of white lace Lies still in the magic of a timeless place One hundred small children, they laugh at the white doves
in the driving rain Horses scream, Viking dream, drowned heroes in a lake of blood Armored fist, severed wrist, broken spears in a sea of mud Sword
; pearl; white: opaline mouth Sack of hopes, of dreams, of fur Catching the moths that Trail dust in the dusk Caused you to open alone and sign Goodbye to us all in the white
tree Wild sea, I say today Please, be a sweet cow for me Amethyst galleon, out on the rolling sea [Incomprehensible] Wild sea, my love is salty for
in a well He thinks of all the girls he will not love He thinks not of the future or the past Blue lightning spikes the hills above the sea Where Kasa
O' my queen, I feel your skin of white, I touch your breasts of life, yet there's a battle I must fight Zagros, Avagon, Ngga, Shabatu Thy skin of white
the lands to discover the Tir Na N'og The sea god guides our ship to Ireland The storms push us to the palace of Visnech Our swords with fire are rising
Dark baleful shades astride the mystic heath, Old land's enchantments, wolf-eyes agleam, The moon slips 'neath the darkening sea, The trees sing enthralling
One man rode the way through the woods Down to Asa Bay Where dragon ships had sailed to sea More times than one could say To see with own eyes the wonder
[White Warrior:] Bring me to the Heaven. I will pray forever. Take me to the Legend We have fought together [White Warrior:] My spirit is coming to join the black sword
Strokes from oars could be heard, beautiful ships gushed through the sea. Like a wind from the north, our ancestors reached the shore. Men from Hordaland
