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43 lines
1.4 KiB
Plaintext
Executable File
Queen of light took her bow
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And then she turned to go,
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The prince of peace embraced the gloom
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And walked the night alone.
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Oh, dance in the dark of night,
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Sing to the morn - ing light.
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The dark lord rides in force tonight
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And time will tell us all.
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Oh, throw down your plow and hoe,
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Rest not to lock your homes.
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Side by side we wait the might
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Of the darkest of them all.
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I hear the horses' thunder
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Down in the valley blow,
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I'm waiting for the angels of avalon,
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Waiting for the eastern glow.
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The apples of the valley hold,
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The seas of happiness,
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The ground is rich from tender care,
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Repay, do not forget, no, no.
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Oh,-------dance in the dark of night,
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Sing to the morning light.
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The apples turn to brown and black, the tyrant's face is red.
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Oh the war is common cry, pick up you swords and fly.
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The sky is filled with good and bad
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That mortals never know.
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Oh, well, the night is long, the beads of time pass slow,
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Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow.
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The pain of war cannot exceed
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The woe of aftermath,
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The drums will shake the castle wall,
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The ring wraiths ride in black, ride on.
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Sing as you raise your bow,
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Shoot straighter than before.
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No comfort has the fire at night
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That lights the face so cold.
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Oh dance in the dark of night,
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Sing to the mornin' light.
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The magic runes are writ in gold
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To bring the balance back, bring it back.
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At last the sun is shining, the clouds of blue roll by,
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With flames from the dragon of darkness
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The sunlight blinds his eyes. |