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Climbing higher and higher

The mountaintop grows ever near

Winding like a cobra

This dangerous way that I have to endure

Demons are awaiting

Their moment to conquer the world

Their ritual beginning

Deep inside of Middle Earth

Two suns nearly meeting

To cast the light in the dark

The stone is preparing

To be used for evil, there's no turning back

I look and I see

The altar, the prison for the Eye

But then, to my horror

The entrance of evil is shaped as a "T"

Four I have seen now, but my will is strong

Fight for my homeland, I must go on

Feeling the strength of the souls that rely on me

I throw caution to the wind

In a last attempt for the stone

Demons separate, there he stands

The messenger, against me on my own