Ways of the wary and the ordinary Wont take all my time, waste all my days, let me rephrase All expire, I lived by the lyre Follow me To the fields of the fallen Where the legends lie Should you suddenly join in their numbers Say the last goodbye From the fields of the fallen Where the lucky leave And bring with them the word of the victory That they did achieve Riches and glory, who will tell my story There over the hill, wide is the world, make it all mine Steal my thunder, your world will go under Follow me To the fields of the fallen Where the legends lie Should you suddenly join in their numbers Say the last goodbye From the fields of the fallen Where the lucky leave And bring with them the word of the victory That they did achieve
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