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The clashing shining metal

Glitters in the sun

Warriors test their mettle

Forces are overrun

Wait on the shield wall

For the battle command

Prophecy, I hear your call

Blood will mix with sand

The wisdom of the spirits

Guide our war band

With furious hatred and pride

Cruel Axe in my hand

I have read the signs

Fate to guide my path

Iron forged with bone

Ancestor’s wrath

Jeweled Throne of the old ones

I am usurper

Beneath the cold sun

I am the conqueror

With magic armor and shield

I cannot be slain

Ancient power I wield

Of Destruction and Pain

Chorus

Charge forth, crush the line

Break their will

Stomp their bones into dust

With power we will kill

Spirits demoralized

See their retreat

Cut them down, no mercy

Suffer defeat

Chorus