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Shadows stalk wiht black wind storms |
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Through malicious soils of wastelands shores |
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Rain and thunder, lightning cracks the sky |
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Pest forged and plagued foes |
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True breed born, with steel in hand |
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Shields of silver flashing in the night |
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Raven black, bringers of death |
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Legions dark, on cloven hoofs |
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Proud riding warriors of scorn |
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No mercy shown, destruction roars |
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Bones to ashes, ashes to dust |
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Cleansing metal from infidels hands |
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Battles fought and battles won |
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Together standing strong |
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No pain is greater than loss, forbidden |
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Crushing their way into enemy lines |
