Gather ye 'round me, and do bend your ears
For this story you're about to hear
Intriguing tale of deceit and sin
Of honor and duty as well
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This story takes place in our city of gold
place I once hailed my home [bad word] the king with heart so cold
His greatest desire to own
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So hear my tale, sing with me
Of that never fullfil
Greed of old, fools gold
Decay on [bad word] heart
Burning the bridges, the road to home
He yearned only treasures to hoard
Sealing our fate he set his sight
For gold 'way from the light
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