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(Words and Music : Alf Davies)
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A galaxy of soldiers fine, stretches up to the crest As I stand at the head of the line, they know I am the best I have waited many moons, for this chance to repeat You will dance despair and doom, in the hands of defeat I glance there behind me now, at my legion of strength I will tear your standard down, as a god I've been sent My men will follow anywhere, they have absolute trust Try again a futile repair, you can't parry my thrust |
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And in waves we will come, and no challenge we'll shun This time you're caught You may quake in the towers, by tonight they'll be ours We will storm the fort And in waves we will come, with the dawn of the sun And with danger fraught You may forsake all your friends and only hasten your end We will storm the fort |
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One movement from my up-raised arm, and the die has been cast A ripple on the morning calm, a faint sigh from your past Can you feel your kingdom fade as you peer from the wall Do you see the error you made, to oppose one so tall |
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And in waves we are come, as a funeral drum For your time is short You may run for escape, you will never be safe We will storm the fort And in waves we are come, and no challenge we'll shun This time you're caught You may quake in the towers, by tonight they'll be ours We will storm the fort |
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Storm the fort (storm the fort) Storm the fort (storm the fort) Storm the fort (storm the fort) Storm the fort (storm the fort) Storm the fort (storm the fort) Storm the fort (storm the fort) | ||