Windrider
He appears from the mists of a dismal lake
\r\nand the sky crumbles as he flies through the dimensions alone
\r\nThe night has laid a cape on his shoulders
\r\nand with a grin on his face he attacks with his loyal soldiers, into the unknown
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\r\nThere's no place for him in this world, and no ties
\r\nand all this hate and grief unite in his mind
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\r\nWindrider - seeks freedom with vengeance on his mind
\r\nto escape from the crimson skygrave and fly away
\r\nWindrider - is waiting for the final day
\r\nwhen he'll be released from the shackles of a slave
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\r\nIn the eye of the storm he rides with jaded memories of his life
\r\nas the fires are dancing colorfully, he is struggling to survive
\r\nTrapped in a maze, can't get away, what have you became now
\r\nTake the hammer of the elders and crush your way out
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\r\nHis presence is shaking the land
\r\nas he stands at the mountain peak
\r\nHis instincts are getting weak,
\r\nbut there is still hunger in his eyes, that keeps him alive
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\r\nHe wears the mask of the hunted
\r\nArts of light for him have been granted
\r\nHe lives in the fragments of time
\r\nwaiting for his time to die
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