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Promised Land

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I went to my horse 
To the promised land 
With a golden dagger 
And a pouch of wine 
I have not much 
I have my horse 
And a sharpened sword 
And a darkened cloak 

I will not stop 
I ride the wind 
I fight myself thorough 
I slaughter you down 
My goal is clear 
I have no doubts 
No on stands 
On my path to the divine 

A journey of dark 
Makes me slave 
Under clouds of rain 
And thunder storms 
I an a wreck 
Of a former day 
Prehistoric chains 
Hit my head 

I'm close, I know 
I harden my soul 
I take a step 
I take me two 
Mirage of lands 
Promised lands 
I'm close, I know 
Harden my soul 

In the promised lands 
They promised gold 
And piles of diamonds 
And a lake of wine 
I sacrifice 
My body and soul 
To get me there 
And slaughter you all 

I went with my horse 
To the promised land 
With a broken sword 
With broken hopes 

I have not much 
I have my horse 
And an empty pouch 
And a dirty cloak 

Oh, promised lands 

I take a wish 
From my mind 
Oh, promised lands 

The end is here 
There is no land