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The longing to be free, no matter the cost.
To stand your ground, despite all you’ve lost.
Hanging on for your life, riding through the storm.
The trials of a king, for which you were born.
And on that last day, the king shall come home.
The castle of fire, the lake he used to know.
No matter what they say, no matter what they do.
It was the kings fate, the left hand path truth.
Ride through the storm…….
The king shall rise………for one day…….for which the king was born…….
Ride through the storm…….
To stand your ground, despite all you’ve lost.
Hanging on for your life, riding through the storm.
The trials of a king, for which you were born.
And on that last day, the king shall come home.
The castle of fire, the lake he used to know.
No matter what they say, no matter what they do.
It was the kings fate, the left hand path truth.
Ride through the storm…….
The king shall rise………for one day…….for which the king was born…….
Ride through the storm…….
