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The sprit of the ice
Will lead us through this fight for life
Manilla shall be free
From the clone of war they call The Priest
We pray we do not fall
And waste our lives for no avail
The Crystal leads our way
We will live through the second doomsday
Who do you see?
The power of fire in me
I have to use it
I won't abuse it
We must set Manilla free
The emerald towers rise
I seems as though they touch the sky
The Golden bridge of Zor
Sapphire heat that melts the cold
In the court I see
The mighty clone they call The Priest
The battle rages on
In the Court of Avalon
HATA BİLDİR
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