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Thy Majestie - Wings of Wind

The time is near and all around I felt

The lament and scream of Draita

Dreaming his rage my mind is so tired and faded

I'm sure I can't turn the page



So many heroes saw death in those battles of pain,

Fighting, suffering to preserve the peace in the reign



Souls of damned are coming to this land

They want to open the gates of return

Evil creatures are rising up from Hell to support the rebels

But I cannot bear this eternal fear my eyes are full of frozen tears

The future in hands crossing the lakes of Frhell

I light up dark lands

I can't forget the destruction and sorrow of the past

Now I must face all my destiny



Flying on winds of wind riding the desert's storms

I will survive until the end of the time

Flying on wings of wind I will preserve the rebirth

Of golden age after this history's page



Flying on winds of wind riding the desert's storms

I will survive until the end of the time

Flying on wings of wind I will preserve the rebirth

Of golden age after this history's page
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