Old Gods

Upon the moor and the mountainside
 We meet before the dawn
 From barren shores to the tumuli
 The old religion lives on
 At the sunrise
 The stones and stars align
 Light up the fires
 'Cause old gods never die
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 Oh, well, they say that Jerusalem
 Was built on English ground
 But from the tor to the sunken fen
 We stand on heathen land
 At the sunrise
 The stones and stars align
 Light up the fires
 'Cause old gods never die
 Old gods never die
 So to the peak we climb
 Holding torches high
 We keep the flame alive
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 At the sunrise
 The stones and stars align
 At the sunrise
 The stones and stars align
 Light up the fires
 'Cause old gods never die
 Never die