Listen to the thunder shake the hills, awaken not the giants who sleep to still. As the lightning through the storm, through your hearth may be so warm, theres a fire which rages within. And the song may not waken me, and the strong may threaten me, stood so long against the wind and rain. Where the ravens fly so high, where the earth caress the sky, I shall climb to the ancient gods who reign. I hear the mountain call my name, awake the hearts of those who will remain, these ancient ones will e'er reside and they call for me to enter the mountainside. Listen to theirwhisper in your heart, so loud it tears your mind and soul apart. To the faithfull ever clear, to the brave it brings no fear. Theres a river which rages within. Though long may the journey seem, though life may seem just a dream, and the wolves maybe many in the night, when the gods ignore my cry, when my foes wish me to die, I will never give up the will to fight. I hear the mountain call my name, awake the hearts of those who will remain, these ancient ones will e'er reside and they call for me to enter the mountainside...the mountainside...
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