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Battlelore - Moontower lyrics

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The Rising Moon, the Northern guard

Held the shadowed wall of fear

The Setting Sun, the Southern pride

Seeptre over the wild

Two lords, two defenders

Raised the forts and claimed the lands

Monuments of the ages

Kept the shadows away

Vaults for their godly gifts

Celestial treasures

Beacons to scare the fallen

The One that lay nigh upon the East

Two lords, two defenders

Did not see the Iron Fist

Monuments of the ages

Crumbled down to dust

Vaults for their godly gifts

Filled with disgrace

The White Tree of life

Cut down and burned to ashes

Those were the elder days

The golden age for the mortal

Set and cast was the fate

By the days of men

It was hard to believe

Nearly gone was all hope

When the Tree grew again

And brought the light

It was hard to believe

Nearly gone was all hope

Set and cast was the fate

By the days of men

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