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At the dawn of time, when nature was a child
Men bearing crosses, drove us to the wild
In the misty highlands, a fight to the death
The warrior survives, to take another breath

And the wind will carry us home
As the blood moon rises
No strength to carry on

Find a holy priest, in a foreign land
A wise man to trust, to give a helping hand
He tries to find the past, this warrior from hell
With a premonition, a vision he can tell

And the wind will carry us home
As the blood moon rises
No strength to carry on

Warrior, silent sacrifice
Warrior, born to pay the price
Valhalla rising

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