| A ship arrived this morning
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| A messenger clad in black
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| Bearing tidings oh so grave
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| Of my brother’s untimely demise
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| I stand at the bow of my ship
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| I must set things right
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| My men are all behind me
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| Honour-bound to fight
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| I feel a great rage within
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| This is no time to mourn
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| Blood is surging through me
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| To vengeance I am sworn
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| We have left shallow waters
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| The open sea lies ahead
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| When we reach the southern coast
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| We stare into the face of death
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| And though some may crumble
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| As death stares right back
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| My determination cannot falter
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| I will sound the final attack
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| A crimson sun on the horizon
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| The air is freezing cold
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| My heart is pounding
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| And in anger I clench my fists
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| We take to the oars to make it in time
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| Before the enemy has moved on
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| The shadow of grief weighs me down
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| But I will forever push on
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| We’ve picked up a fresh trail
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| They cannot be far ahead
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| When we find those wretched knaves
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| Our swords will taste their blood
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| My men follow me without hesitation
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| Into the lands of the enemy
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| Out of the ashes, into the fire
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| We shall end their sorry lives
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| The enemy approaches from the south
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| It’s time to meet them head on
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| And as we make our way into a clearing
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| Arrows soar and battle is joined
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| The enemy is upon us
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| Ferociously they fight
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| Flailing swords and axes
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| We defend against their might
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| I feel a great rage within
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| This is no time to mourn
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| Blood is surging through me
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| To vengeance I am sworn
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| We must hold on
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| We can’t fall back
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| Fighting to gain the upper hand
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| We strike them hard
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| We fight with skill
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| Slaying our way to victory
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| We must hold on
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| We can’t fall back
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| No swordsman unchallenged
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| We strike them hard
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| We fight with skill
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| Slaying our way to victory
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| I fight my way to their leader
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| His blood will be mine
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| I raise my sword for the final strike
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| My hand guided by the divines
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| I feel a great rage within
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| This is no time to mourn
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| Blood is surging through me
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| To vengeance I am sworn |