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There was a time,
when the choirs sang
the battles melodies,
the magic was frozen in time.
Now, they're just a precious memory...
Here begins a trilogy,
of passion, fury and hate..
There was a time,  when the choirs sang  the battles melodies,  the magic was frozen in time.  Now, they're just a precious memory...  Here begins a trilogy,  of passion, fury and hate..