Of A Might Divine by Haggard
Requiem eternam
Et dona eis domine
Ride, ride, over the land
Sorrow comes without a waring, dear
And do never start to sacrifice your faith
They, they betray
And poisoned voices creep into your mind
For this will be their final stand
Ride, ride over the land!
Outside - a light!
He awakes in the deep of a stormy night
They have come to get him now
A feast for the raging crowed
With torches still alight
Supressed by a might divine
"Your science of the dark"
Revoke what has been told
Or at the break of dawn you will feel the holy spark
Of a might divine
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