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: And it came to pass in those leaden days That a plain, poor man got sick of his yoke of condemned soil And a foreign empires hungry purse Time to replace
Never asleep Never extinct Not ever ceasing to gleam Never sear The sempiternal embers Never profaned Never fail Not ever ceasing to refine Never forfeit Never
the battlefields? Canst thou tell me whence thou comest and where thou goest and what is, or what was, or what is to come? For everything remains as it never was
I, the vermin, the leader, the failure Brother, I shall not weep when you meet your doom Not again I shall be your saviour This nation is moribund, you
The sown fire will nerver die What ever was what ever is to come What would What ever should It will remain as it nerver was Eternity's past was repeated
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the Gaulish violence Impetuous furor The bite of our blades Let them see our freedom's ensign Let us raise our clenched fists in pride What benefit will it
daughter of the sun Wafted on black wings Vastly soaring boding skies We followed The rites of old As we stock out The ordained new land We held our breath As
Of blight and havoc Once known as my home Deleting fulfilled! Erasing procedure done! Cleansing complete! It's done, my friend, it's over and done! There was
on the battlefields? Canst thou tell me whence thou comest and where thou goest and what is, or what was, or what is to come? For everything remains as it never was
And it came to pass in those leaden days That a plain, poor man got sick of his yoke of condemned soil And a foreign empires hungry purse Time to replace
in with ten legions Whilst the crucial weapons not the pillum but the feather held in your hand penned in blood your tall-tales rule the forum Altering it
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