Apparent the Red Angus Songtext

This is war, and I am king

Where to and back at once
where it starts
Hills of men while all night I fought for
What pain is borrowed and which souls are bought in
Straight competition first in our hearts
Tremble and ponder having loved in the frost
Out to where in the Forrester lost

This is war, and I am king
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