| Facing the northwinds
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| On high ground we stand
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| In the air a thousand banners
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| Flying the honour
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| Of peoples joined in bitter strife
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| Darkened green for the wood-elves
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| Crimson red for dwarven lords
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| Deep azure blue for men with the hearts to defy
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| Brass horns are sounding
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| We drink our last ale
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| Filled with cold determination
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| Praising the ancients
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| As dark lines spill out on the plains
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| See the view stretched before me
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| It’s familiar somehow
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| Why am I here?
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| Why was I sent to this trial?
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| ["The mounted knights of free men long fought on the flanks of the King’s army,
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| greatly decimating the dark one’s numbers. |
| The dwarven bersekers charged
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| towards the forest of grey banners, as they had once stormed the orcish hordes,
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| while covered by millions of elven arrows. |
| After one full day of battle,
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| both armies were brought down to a quarter of their initial strength,
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| and as the army of twisted men were nearly routed came the final and ultimate
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| sign of the King’s treachery. |
| On the horizon there was now a sight not seen by
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| men for a hundred years; |
| a great dark and twisted army of orcs, goblins and
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| netherkind, brought there by an unholy covenant with he who was once their
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| destroyer. |
| Led by the terrible warsong of Gargoth the Orcish Lord,
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| the black lines engulfed both armies with intent of utter annihilation."
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| «Fueled by cries and scent of slaughter, fall before the orcish march!
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| Now our armies will rend flesh from bone
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| Throne of bones, its lord has spoken, foul beasts take all that remain
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| Now my children we shall drink their blood!»
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| «With all hope nearly gone and facing complete destruction, the Islander were
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| forced to seek out and challenge his brother, the fallen King of the West and
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| menace of Westmar. |
| into single combat"]
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| You think you can stand before me? |
| You are mistaken!
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| No! |
| I’m filled with the wrath of a god
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| Ignited by a righteous flame!
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| See how you’re burning with zeal, and yet so unknowing!
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| Die! |
| I make you pay for your crimes, red, the grey banner dyed!
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| With steel I will redeem
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| For I know what I’ve seen in my dreams
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| One brother has to find his demise
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| Fool! |
| Can’t you see
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| That you were sent to perish before me?
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| See the blackness for my eyes
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| How can this be
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| Were the scriptures all lies?
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| Oh bewildered horizon…
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| What? |
| What is this? |
| Who is this girl, who dares to strike me?
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| Take my life for another’s
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| Now fall! |
| As he has recovered…
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| So we are free
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| Wake from a dream
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| Glorious deed
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| But she’s lost unto me
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| See, all will rise
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| From lands to the sea
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| But forever she’ll live on in my memory |