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    Magnu, horse with golden mane, I want your help yet once
    again,
    Walk not the earth but fly through space as lightning flash
    or thunders race
    Swift as the arrow from the bow, come to me so that no one
    can know.
    Sunbeams are my shafts to kill all men who dare
    imagine ill,
    Deceit that fears the light of day fly from the glory
    of my ray,
    Good minds open and take new light until we diminish
    by the reign of night
    A burning brand was seen to fall, it lit the
    darkness of the hall,
    The flying hoofbeats circling in, come to me and
    let us spin.

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    Composition: Dave Brock

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