Polymathy

On a cold winter morning,
In a time before the light.
In flames of death's eternal reign,
We ride towards the fight.

When the darkness has fallen down
and the times are tough alright.
The sound of evil laughter,
Falls around the world tonight.

Fightin' hard, fightin' on for the steel,
Through the wastelands evermore.
the scattered souls will feel the hell,
bodies wasted on the shores.

On the blackest plains in Hell's domain,
We watch them as they go.
In fire and flame, and once again we know.

So now we fly ever free,
We're free before the thunderstorm.
On towards the wilderness,
Our quest carries on.

Far beyond the sun down, far beyond the moonlight.
Deep inside our hearts and all our souls.

So far away we wait for the day,
For the lights all so wasted and gone.
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days,
Through the fire and the flames we carry on

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