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Grey shades, cloaked in darkness
Fearsome ghosts of men
Pale riders on pale horses, the army of the dead

Their banners wave as they appear out of the mist
They have died a long time ago, but they still exist

Once they broke their oath
And they were cursed
And they found no peace, they found no rest
But one day their spirits will be free
The oath of the damned will be fulfilled

No man dares to enter their realm
The dark paths of the dead
They haunt the caverns in the mountain
And the valley in its shade

Those who disturb their sleep will feel their icy breath
A killing shadow will embrace them
With the veil of death

Once they broke their oath
And they were cursed
And they found no peace, they found no rest
But one day their spirits will be free
The oath of the damned will be fulfilled

The time has come
The ancient curse is coming to an end

The time has come, they'll be released
From this living death

Once they broke their oath
And they were cursed
And they found no peace, they found no rest
But one day their spirits will be free
The oath of the damned will be fulfilled

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