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Wild And Enigmatic, Varied In Shape And Form they Become Black Masters tomes And Shadow Creatures, They Travel In The Dark form The Council Of The Holy
when We Summon The Legion Of Fire And Flame and Open The Portal Of Fear when The Quest Is So Long And The Silence is All We Hear
in The Mist Of The Morning A Winter's Day came A Man In Robe From Far Away out Of Ashes And Clay Of The Magic Vale 'cause Sorrow Sail On The Warlock's Trail
fire All Around Us, My Sword My Only Friend on The Field Of Battle enemy Behind Us, They're Aiming For Your Soul and The Gring Is Moving Slowly
when We Summon The Legion Of Fire And Flame and Open The Portal Of Fear when The Quest Is So Long And The Silence is All We Hear
in The Mist Of The Morning A Winter's Day came A Man In Robe From Far Away out Of Ashes And Clay Of The Magic Vale 'cause Sorrow Sail On The Warlock's Trail
in The Mist Of The Morning A Winter's Day came A Man In Robe From Far Away out Of Ashes And Clay Of The Magic Vale 'cause Sorrow Sail On The Warlock's Trail
sorcery Enchanted By The Spell a Stone Is Magical Becoming Like The Gods' Elements gathering Into The Holy Light in Life We Burn
in The Mist Of The Morning A Winter's Day came A Man In Robe From Far Away out Of Ashes And Clay Of The Magic Vale 'cause Sorrow Sail On The Warlock's Trail
in The Mist Of The Morning A Winter's Day came A Man In Robe From Far Away out Of Ashes And Clay Of The Magic Vale 'cause Sorrow Sail On The Warlock's Trail
in The Mist Of The Morning A Winter's Day came A Man In Robe From Far Away out Of Ashes And Clay Of The Magic Vale 'cause Sorrow Sail On The Warlock's Trail sorrow Sail On The Warlock's Trail
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