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Oct. 20, 2013 - The Golden One - Marcus Follin
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| Time | Text |
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| I watch the sky turning black, and all the time is fast approaching. | |
| My family all look to me. | |
| I turn away, I face the ocean. | |
| In the dark, I see a fleet of ocean on the rising. | |
| Can the Vikings go to this land? | |
| They are a poison. | |
| Archers ready, your foes, swordsmen ready your face. | |
| God be with us this night as we start with my marriage race. | |
| The farm, the fountain sun, scorning back from the house. | |
| The face of my king is wrong. | |
| But that I'm the man of the gown. | |
| On their combined waiters, pale and grey. | |
| With round bodies, swords to slay. | |
| Charging for cruelty ships, you won't die. | |
| For the love of Jews, and they are swimming. | |
| Brain men have to hold such time as hell. | |
| Stephen Majila, show no fear. | |
| From the north of the culture rate, our lands. | |
| We stretched out your grave like a hands. | |
| Hear the call to attack, and we charge towards the Vikings. | |
| Arrows scream overhead, and we hear the snyder lane. | |
| I watch as the armies will fight, flesh and blood and torn asunder. | |
| So many of my warriors die as this darkness might make a love. | |
| In the distance, I see the leader so red, she devil. | |
| Leading his faith fight, I see his weakness and a smile. | |
| Gotta make a super afraid. | |
| My life is strong and fair. | |
| This power is land run away. | |
| Victory is our disease. | |
| Guarding demons save below. | |
| We protect the realm of God. | |
| A destiny is curved stone. | |
| We are giants of the south. | |
| A just a lay of the attack. | |
| The eyes of fire from the mouth. | |
| But we always send them back. | |
| We are brothers of the north who are sharing the old father's blood. | |
| Marching down the left of breath. | |
| We are dias. | |
| Cause we are with the bastard. |
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