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Romuald was the golden child and
His king in coldest winters war
His castle with flames of greed and wild desire
It be his amberdawn

Romuald's hands his father's eyes
The battle was and he had no time to cry
While he stand steadfast his ground until he'd loose
And he'd face his

chose the way
For to the brave
black and fire sin
The burned in silent din

Deceiving masks of the of doom
Cathedral bells for his tears
The saving grace, the smile on his has condemned us
To our amberdawn

this wiseman with fire
With gold and with
There's always one who will but will steal
He will steal the mask

to the brave
Ancient and fire sin
For glory to the