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White DawnThey were born here of this blood and soilDwelling in the forests of this land They survive and thrive through sweat and toil Cultivating all by their own hand Put your faith in blood Power from the past End the black night Bring the white dawn Golden spirits in these mystic woods Dance around the gods, the ancient trees Drawing in of virtue by the roots Strong and wise, glorious shall they be Put your faith in blood Power from the past End the black night Bring the white dawn Watching, waiting Contemplating Seasons of life Destined to die Stories untold A world long gone The truth within Our blood, our eyes Black sun rising Old moon crying Bid thee farewell Lay down to die Dragons sleeping Mountains weeping Witness new world Open its eyes And dead will live here once again Through forgotten memories of the young This is all a cycle, life and death Mirrored by the seasons, moon and sun Put your faith in blood Power from the past End the black night Bring the white dawn |