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When the full moon is high
Fog creeping in
Hear the sounds of the fight
No one can win
Echoing outlawed pipes
Hauntingly played
As the ghosts of brave knights
Still fight this day
Spectres still waging war
In their deaths wake
Battling evermore
Till the daybreak
Known throughout the Borders
The Bloody Ridge
Ghostly place of honor
Bonchester
Heaven still weeps
For those noble souls
Each full moon brings
An army of warrior ghosts
Haunting pipes sing
Through the Border hills
Heroes of dream
Reliving the battle
Heaven still weeps
For those noble souls
Each full moon brings
An army of warrior ghosts
Haunting pipes sing
Through the Border hills
Heroes of dream
Reliving the battle
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