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Woe to the vanquished

Spawns of darkness bleeding from the Earth

Nations cast into blight

Hoards descend upon us

Wielding the (fire) reigns incessant

Blackening flesh

Bask in solace

Seize the silent night

Bid your home farewell

Hoards descend upon us

Wielding the (fire) reigns incessant

Blackening flesh

Called to arms, we march steadfast on the doomed path

Outnumbered and weakened by the barrage

We must reach deep to find the will to engage our oppressor

Lest we perish and fall to perdition

We must resist

Feel no pain

We must overcome

Vanquished are thee now

Endless siege compels a ruling

Staring down the edge of the sword