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Glory Majesty Whisky
On to the journey He sets sail alone A final farewell Before he leaves his home The desert island A gem to behold He leaves Forevermore Shadows fall He marches on Into the Netherworld On through the fire and flames Glory majesty Hail the whisky king Bringer of liquid fire Challenge the dark lord Cross the fiery ring And free your crew Once and forever "Nothing is more creative than death, since it is the whole secret of life. It means that the past must be abandoned, that the unknown cannot be avoided, that 'I' cannot continue, and that nothing can be ultimately fixed. When a man knows this, he lives for the first time in his life. By holding his breath, he loses it. By letting go he finds it." On the fields of hell we lay Free of sorrow free of pain Hand it to the whisky king Born to lose he died to win Shadows fall He marches on Into the Netherworld On through the fire and flames Glory majesty Hail the whisky king Bringer of liquid fire Challenge the dark lord Cross the fiery ring And free yourself Once and forever |
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