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Black Moon in the horizon Seeing another war Battle of fear against faith They walk up the altars 100 hands touching the heart of mountain Crossing the lands, crossing the 7 seas Wake up the Braves Wake up the men without fear I know, we'll break up these tales Only swords can show the braves These lies will never be told 'Cause we're breaking the castles of gold The towers are falling As darkness falls... Falling are idols of gold No masters, No cowards 100 hands touching the heart of mountain From Letras Mania