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The peace has been broken. |
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My brothers has all fallen |
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By treacherous mens betrayal. |
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Their blood painted the plains red. |
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I swear this act will be their last |
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I'll see that the wolf will be fed. |
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On a mission |
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Behind enemy lines |
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I am. My heart pounds |
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With anger and with hate, |
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As I ride with their souls at my side. |
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Heading towards my glorious fate. |
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Back to you domains |
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I return With bloodshed in my mind. |
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Come forth you treacherous foe, |
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Test my steel and death you'll find. |
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I've carved runes into my horn |
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And painted them with my blood. |
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I raised up to the sky |
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And proposed a toast to my brothers |
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Who now fight on the vast plains |
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Outside of |
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Valhalla. |
