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Here I stand and alas, of a warrior's class
Apprentice turned sorcerer I
I have seen many wars end, made the battle, my friend
None am I afraid to defy
I've done as I please yet I fall to my knees
Weak and bleeding sure that I am through
And as I lay there to die I can see the night sky
And suddenly I'm thinking of you
Does the crescent moon rise by the light of your eyes?
Can you see the star that I'm wishing on?
And is it shining as bright from where you see it tonight?
And does the love that you feel make you strong?
On my twelve swords I'm yours
Until you need me no more
And I'll wish away 'til morning
Like a harvested husk another city sacked at dusk
The rampaging conquest goes well
But I can not erase the memory of our embrace
Without you I'd've died where I fell
And I must ask again is the battle, my friend
What will my life and sorcery be?
I only know this is true that indeed I love you
And I ask by the first star I see
Does the crescent moon rise by the light of your eyes?
Can you see the star that I am wishing on?
And is it shining as bright from where you see it tonight?
And does the love that you feel make you strong?
Does the crescent moon rise by the light of your eyes?
Can you see the star that I am wishing on?
And is it shining as bright from where you see it tonight?
And does the love that you feel make you strong?
On my twelve swords I am yours
Until you need me no more
And I'll wish away 'til morning
And I'll wish away 'til morning
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