Paladin:
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By the horn’s brave sound, I’m often called
To defend all those in need
And I find the will to carry on
In the strength of your love for me
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Though I’m tired and battle-weary
Your name I whisper with each breath
Wait for me, for I’ll return
Defying certain death
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And when my limbs grow cold at last
My heart still beats beneath
For my love will long survive this life
As a sword outlives its sheath
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Empath:
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Come back to me, my dearest one
Don’t give up the fight
No foe will ever leave a mark
That my love cannot put right
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I’ll lay my hand upon your brow
And take away your pain
I’ll mend the wounds that brought you down
And make you whole again
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Though I can’t always protect you
Or keep you safe from every harm
Love will always bring you back
To the shelter of my arms