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Cloaked in black,

On Bareback steeds,

The souls of men,

They've come to reap.

Swift as Wolves

They cross the land

On backs of Beasts

With swords in hand.

Former Kings, Roam the Night.

Horrid Fiends, of the Unlight.

Servants of the Evil King

Infernal wrath they soon will bring

Binded to the rings of Nine,

Run In Fear, prepare to die.