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Circle of the Tyrants (Reissued)

After the battle is over

And the sand's drunken the blood

All what there remains

Is the bitterness of delusionThe circle of the tyrantsThe immortality of the Gods

Sits at their side

As they leave the walls behind

To reach the jewels gleamThe circle of the tyrantsThe days have come

When the steel will rule

And upon his head

A crown of goldYour hand wields the might

The tyrant's the precursor

You carry the will

As the morning is nearI sing the ballads

Of victory and defeat

I hear the tales

Of frozen mysteryYour hand wields the might

The tyrant's the precursor

You carry the will

As the morning is near

[Incomprehensible]The new kingdom's rise by the circle of the tyrants

In the land of darkness, the warrior that was me

Grotesque glory, none will ever see them fall

And hunts and wars are like everlasting shadowsWhere the winds cannot reach, the tyrant's might was born

And often I look back with tears in my eyes

Grotesque glory, none will ever see them fall

And hunts and wars, are like everlasting shadows

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Songwriters

FISCHER, THOMAS GABRIELPublished by

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