Lyrics:
o'ercome her will Thy love will be thus fruitless ever Wilt thou be thus abused still Seeing that she will right thee never? If thou cans't not
to face The ultimate My foe's wrath And his might The powers rise To newfound heights I will o'ercome The darkness' bane The might of Otar fails Before
On the crowded deck of that doomed ship Some fell in their deep despair And some, o'ercome with a holier heart, Sought the God of the storm in prayer "She has
yet capitulate Have I o'ercome all real foes And shall this phantom me oppose? Noisy nothing, stalking shade By what witchcraft wert thou made Thou
for His sorrows, More pain at His grief, More meekness in trial, More praise for relief. More victory give me, More strength to o’ercome, More freedom
capitulate Have I o'ercome all real foes And shall this phantom me oppose? Noisy nothing, stalking shade By what witchcraft wert thou made Thou empty cause
never? If thou canst not o'ercome her will The love will be thus fruitless ever. Was I so base, that I might not aspire Unto those high joys
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