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Lady Heresy

Fornost Arnor

Tears flow from her eyes
While she roams the isle
She now stands alone
The path marked unknown
She stands alone

Out of the dark
This army of hate
Spawned from fate
Tracking her every move

She runs deeper into the unknown
Nature’s fierce hands grasp her fleeing heels
She runs further from my heart
Her footsteps flow over the hill tops
Through sacred lands of beauty
She knows her love
She know her heart

With the hate from mankind
They hunt her down
With one thing on their mind
Burn her, burn her, burn her!
Burn her!

The top of a cliff
The end of unknown
No further she roams
No further she roams
Burn her, burn her, burn her!
Burn her!






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