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I command thee, rise now!

Let me hear your voices!

Rising storm!

Warriors! This day we go to war

Thus spoke the thunderous Grom before us all

We are the Horde! The gods cannot leash our might

The taste of the elven blood will be our guide

Warriors! The day has come at last

To show the world that we are slaves no more

Honor in death or victory in live

They will be ours tonight, as sure as darkness falls

March to glory and let the Spirits light your way

Crush the elven skulls and let the chips fall where they may

War!

They will burn, blinding the sun

We shall reign one thousand years to come

All will die, none shall survive

This will be the last day of elvenkind

Warriors! This day we go to war

Thus spoke the thunderous Grom before us all

We are the Horde! The gods cannot leash our might

The taste of the elven blood will be our guiding light