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Wrought in the fires

Of chaos and combat

Through the raging carnage

Of battle we toil

Our purpose absolute

To stain the world so vividly

With blood fire and rage entwined

To decimate with utter surety

Mute the flailing tongues

Pleading respite

Be still the wailing cries

Silenced by the knife

Black hordes of death - destruction

Of fire and shadow borne

Unleashing devastation

Nigh is the time of the blade

Dark forces massing

One hundred thousand strong

The wheel is set in motion

Behold our vengeance

Cede our ravenous tongues

Nourish with blood

Let loose - the arrows fly

Rain death down 'pon them all