Standing on the commanding tower With edges of the world beneath my feet My tongue fills with flame of battle calls The bell tolls for whom stand tall
The witch's halo over the vagabond Like a tadpole trapped in fishless pond With each attempt she devours his soul
With each plot she’ll repay tenfold The field bugle blown so loud Guiding warriors to make deafening howls Though the sun might be eclipsed at times The glaring spirit shall never be confined All in good time as time never ceases All in good faith as God never sleeps The just shall reign again on this very earth Upon that day shall the evil be cursed
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