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Awaken from the shadows,
In a grim frost-bitten night.
From the ashes of our enemies,
We set our souls alight.

with a winter burning inside us,
and a kingdom soon to rise.
as a plague of wolves amongst you sheep.
we scream a defining war cry.

Silhouettes feeding on your fears,
A blood soaked ground feeding on your tears,
Try to run, we'll take your last breath.
we'll end this day in victory or death.

We are the breed,
A demon inside,
Brothers through blood,
Together we rise,
we scream to the sun,
with fire in our eyes,
our blood soaked swords,
raised to the skies.

This land shall drink,
the putrid blood of our enemies.
And the weak shall suffer,
and their screams shall echo in the deep.

As a red sun rises,
in a kingdom that we now call our own.
We stand in merciless triumph,
as we sit on this supreme throne.

Silhouettes feeding on your fears,
A blood soaked ground feeding on your tears,
Try to run as we take your last breath.
we'll end this day in victory or death.

We are the breed,
A demon inside,
Brothers through blood,
Together we rise,
we scream to the sun,
with fire in our eyes,
our blood soaked swords,
raised to the skies.

Raise your swords, High.

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