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Friends of pain and fate We're never immortal in the end It's never late when misery comes Tears of rage and hate Are only a memory of the past So don't despair, our enemy's gone Please don't hesitate Our warlord leads to some promised land To get repaired when misery comes Kings and queens are dead They're ashes, just ashes in the air Alone at last, and definity lost. From Letras Mania