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And good return it gave;

They plotted by their neighbour's hearth

The means to make him slave.

When all was ready to their hand

They loosed their hidden sword,

And utterly laid waste a land

Their oath was pledged to guard.

Coldly they went about to raise

To life and make more dread

Abominations of old days,

That men believed were dead.

They paid the price to reach their goal

Across a world in flame;

But their own hate slew their own soul

Before that victory came.

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ZION

The Doorkeepers of Zion,

They do not always stand

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