The Ancient Ones
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Lyrics
With each god's favor and the blessings of the sun Earth is waiting to be taken, new worlds to be won The thunder's drumming keeps us steady in our march Sons and daughters of a world from which we cannot part The air Is painted with their blood We share Only what they can take from us The air Is painted with their blood We share Only what they can take from us
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Song Details
- Duration
- 07:55
- Tempo
- 160 BPM