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peter schilling – u.s.a. lyrics

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at the highest point i stood,
awaiting winters disciples
by the time of the fullmoon
i met the wind
like a coat it swep over me,
the northern wind
it took me where no man had been,
to the lands of christian sin
over icy lands we rode
i saw the seeds we had sown
through bloodred skies we marched
leaving our mark
i truly rode the infernal forces,
now one of them was mine
one of four secured
the rest i’ll rule in time
a travel in ancient times,
i rode the icewinds



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