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Ooh, yeah
Rise for me again
20000 men rise from
Their tombs of sand

The king commands
The lore of the dead
Bones snap into place
As we march to war again

A necromantic rite
A swarm of bone and dust
We will avenge our fate
The tomb kings rise again

The priest, he screams
Behold eternal wrath
20000 arrows, rob the sky
Of light

Amongst the fray
A warrior-chieftain rides
A chariot made of gold
As he holds his banner high

His armor shining bright
A swarm of bone and dust
You will avenge his fate
The tomb kings rise again

A necromantic rite
A swarm of bone and dust
We will avenge his fate
The tomb kings rise again

From the dead
We rise again

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