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Pale grew his cheek and cold, colder his kiss
The brooch in his hand will rest frozen in bliss.

Longing for the final fall - Make your will and follow the call
The world at your feet is there to win - Hail the emperor's throne from within.

Forged in fire, hardened in the fields
Marching through the jaws of death.
Gun at hand he barges in between
The first to taste the cannon‘s breath.

Brothers bonded by the holy oath
Soldiers of the fire heart.
Knights of values of a world long lost
Gamblers dealing their last cards.

Walk in splendour, revel in the mists.
Her portrait worn near by his chest.
Loyal to death, surrendered to his queen.
Onward to the mountain's crest.

War formed flesh and bear a noble heart
It spelled his ideals, gave the law.
In thunderstorms his wildest dream was born
A path to the heavens he yearned for.

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