Sons Of Midnight
Hallowed sons of midnight
Dreaming through the day
Remembering laughter
Through shades of grey
Under the Black Sun
In rays of glory
We'll come together
Where the fires are burning
The voice is rising, ringing through the air
And falling in the reign
Farewell to brothers, with hope we sang
While falling the reign
Our sons are singing
With hope and faith
Remembering laughter
Through shades of grey
The voice is rising, ringing through the air
And falling in the reign
Farewell to brothers, with hope we sang
While falling the reign
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