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Raptured with murder thirsty for blood |
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I walk between the corpses of my enemies |
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My shield beats back the strikes |
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My sword crushes the heads blood covers my face. |
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My scream reaches the sky |
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Our horde attacked from the hills |
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In the fog of dust and smoke, enemy strewed us with arrows few brave warriors died the axes were shining horrible |
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Crossing with the swords the warriors without shields |
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Had to die hopelessly the dying men were screaming around trampled by the fighting hordes it was enough for me. |
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I was loosing my mind |
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But i still was killing... |
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The night came soon... |
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I heard a horrifying sound of horns |
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Our horsemanship will attack soon |
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We must leave the battlefield fast |
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Heil moor asferoon... |
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In the name of the moon |
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Under the heavy hooves those who were too strong for us will die... |
