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“Cry ‘Havoc!’, and let slip the dogs of war!”

Armies gather round and sing the songs

Of battle, blood and war

Prophecies retold, reciting dark folklore

A hundred million soldiers strong

Intone the arcane battle cries

Setting sights on victory in darkened skies

War devising

Dark uprising

Generals sound the call

The armies ready for a swift attack

The time for doubt or fear has passed

No turning back

Barking orders, general quarters

Soldiers gather up to fight

Into the sky, the horde now taking flight

Rising power

Final hour

Assault the gates – tear them down

Raze the walls – to the ground

Of wings and white now turned to red

Victory when all lay cold and dead

War devising

Dark uprising

Rising power

Final hour

Assault the gates – tear them down

Raze the walls – to the ground

Of wings and white now turned to red

Victory when all lay cold and dead

Now follow the black

Prepare to… ATTACK!