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On the outside he's a poor man
Chosen to live his life in exile
But in his chest beats a warrior's heart
And in his veins runs the True Blood of the Kings

Oh, how his might came to be
He wields the forgotten blade
They try to force him to stop
But he'll never give up!
Strider strikes, he set us free

Now the time has come to take his place
As a true leader of the free world
He shall take his place on the throne
And ensure that all true-hearted shall be free

On through the years
When he's fighting his wars
He will never
No, never, surrender
Fighting with sword
Made of ancient True Steel
His enemies will know his power
Oh yeah!

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