| The horns they echo it’s time to wear my iron armour
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| There is no time for the final farewell
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| Oh how I hunger for your blood upon my soil
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| Sending thy tyrants back home…
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| Tonight I will fight on my glorious Shire
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| Mighty and proud — Higher from the ground
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| Fear on my foes — Defeat to their bones
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| Army of Shires takes you under stone
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| Riders of the Shires — Riding under blood red skies
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| Riders of the Shires — Rush into a thousand fierce fights
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| The sounds of steel
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| And the screams of those fallen warriors
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| Crushed by the nation outnumbered again
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| And by the dawn lifeless bodies lay in the valley
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| Oh you can pray but in vain…
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| Tonight I will fight on my glorious Shire
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| Mighty and proud — Higher from the ground
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| Fear on my foes — Defeat to their bones
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| Army of Shires takes you under stone
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| Riders of the Shires — Riding under blood red skies
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| Riders of the Shires — Rush into a thousand fierce fights
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| Riders of the Shires — Riders of the Shires
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| Riders of the Shires — Riding under blood red skies
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| Riders of the Shires — Rush into a thousand fierce fights |