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• Artiste: Doomsword
• Titre: Days Of High Adventure
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Sword at side or pen to write Our weapon in our heart more than in our hand To fall in the line or stand back to sing We witnessed the glory of many heroes' end We've marched aside the greatest of all Whoever that is only the soul can tell We sang for those who could never rest The Days of High Adventure In our chests, will never end Aeons long gone and places unseen... Our life is lost between what will be and what has been Commanding a fleet or sounding a charge Our souls will fill with ecstasy when we draw our swords We'll never forget when we reigned on Aquilonia Or fought aside the Albino Prince Wear the Ring, Ride the Dragon, draw the Sword out of the Stone And blow your last breath into the Horn! We've always been there We are the Riders of Doom One fate: Sword and Shield In Days of High Adventure We are born to die on the battlefield