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from woods of nights nocturnprepare the land to burncarried on winds of waruprising hordespilgrimage forcepraise the unlorduntil the dawndecapitate their godsummon their wives to rotchildren are slaves of helluprising hordesrising for warpilgrimage forceuntil the dawnas we arrive, we leave no stone unturnedand the smoke reaches highking ilves, countless heads rollthey're destined to diefrom our hair dris the bloodcarve our swords in bonessitting proud and restand take only the best
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