Bloodstained battlefield Only a handful of men survive Yet still victorious; Land defended! Eastbound their haven lay, Far beyond the mountain peaks Chose to take the higher road To get back home
Stoke the fires and stack the barrels high, Guests have arrived and they're here to stay! This is the tale of the horsemen of the vale, The last men alive and the land's brigade!
Winter has a cruel heart, Hindering the soldiers' way Black clouds and billowing snow Brewed around them Yet they still carried on, Through the snow and the raging winds, Fighting the elements To get back home
Stoke the fires and stack the barrels high, Guests have arrived and they're here to stay! This is the tale of the horsemen of the vale, The last men alive and the land's brigade!
One single light appeared Gleaming from within the dark Marking a tavern bare on the mountainside Aided by those inside, Taking refuge from the storm Before they set off again To get back home
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