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Firedance
Above the enchanting crystal tops there's a crackling from the clouds Not the crackling sound of thunder Rather crackling beams of light under the tundra fossilized since ancient times What hides beneath is coming out as the white quilt slowly begone Remains of war pain and suffering from men who are no more As the snow slowly melts it brings forth the colour red And remains of a village, burned to the ground where life's truly been shed.
The story of that village Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com is a legend to be told. At the end of every winter the red stained snow comes forth A curse, a mere coincedence Is what we'll never know tales of what happened to that place will be remebered for forevermore There's songs, there's tales that the crusaders still live on Plundering town to town But this is just a story a legend if you will. It's said that they never stop riding with an endless bloodthirst to kill
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