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A broken crown,
lost beneath the ruins of the sands
I hear them calling out my name,
“hero of the land”

Among the torment war can bring,
My name they still commend
But those deserving more than I,
simply call my name as friend

Oh, this broken world we will defend

Stand, stand, up from the sand
No absolution with weapon in hand

Sealed away for a thousand years
The magi knew that the power to fear
Is our own, sealed in stone,
awaiting the hero to conquer the throne

Feel the power now returning
From the towns and cities burning
Make a stand against the empire
Western winds whip up a wildfire

Sealed strong in magic armor
No force was thought could harm her
The spell of trance now broken
She joins the call to

Stand, stand, weapon in hand
Power of ages within our command

Sealed away for a thousand years
Break the spell and the myth reappears
in control, power of old,
exposing the evil for all to behold

This broken world,
scattered to the winds of disarray
This shattered land will be reborn,
we will never back away
Hand in hand, one by one,
stand together, come what may
There is dark before the dawn,
and we have found where we belong,
Yearning for the break of day

In this land of blood and war
Hope will make us strive for more
Enslaved nevermore
Hold high the names who braved
the fire and sword
Through a land reforged
The magic destroyed, dispelled to the void
We ride the winds of change
And say a prayer for better days

Throne and the sword
Now restored
May he reign
forevermore!

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