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The Morning Of My Victory At Defeat

want to see your face, is at your funeral. And when they close the casket I'll make sure they lock it just in case. I'd love to sing my heart out,

gold Your hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear

floors? We'd have all immigration. Who'd pull the pint at the local pub? Where'd I get my fags? Who'd empty out my dustbins? Would I still get plastic

THANOR'S AWAKENING 8:30] King Uriel: The news of victory spread like lightning across the land This battle ended with the army of darkness in total defeat

the phantom of ache Of our lost days Oh, my love is here to stay I came home this morning I was dead on my feet Drunk on the victory Of my own defeat

wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the tales Of

hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the tales

Your hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the

(J. Baez) I'll put flowers at your feet and I will sing to you so sweet And hope my words will carry home to your heart You left us marching on the road