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From North Pole to South Pole there's still chain mail.
We fly the track with every scent.
We don't wait, we stare, no matter what happens.
Until the wind and the weather brings the league light.
League of Air Militons.
From North Pole to South Pole there's still chain mail.
We fly the track with every scent.
We don't wait, we stare, no matter what happens.
Until the wind and the weather brings the league light.
League of Air Militons.