In that valley many men rode… towards certain death
Guided by their leaders with fury in the heart… they brandished their swords
The armies collided with screams of fury… a lot of blood was spilled
Many bodies fell on the battlefield… the vultures flew in the skies


The valley contains death and power
Where the dead can ride again

In the brita valley the spirits of warriors will rise
Specters of death wielding their broken swords

After the massacre of the enemy hordes… bodies were left on the ground
The stench of death infested the field… now a damn place
The sound of battle, the clang of steel... Echoed in the afterlife
Many swear the valley is haunted... Bloody memories of the past

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