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Turn back the tide of a thousand years When the hunted were many, the land was in tears The dark one has placed his hands on the earth His minions, no mercy, no quarter today The dreams of the men were shattered and drawn With death in the valleys and fire in the glens The old and the sick were slaughtered in vain Left for the ravens to be carried away In the deepest of lairs, he summoned his hordes Begin, sons of darkness, the mother of wars Spread my disease on this pestilent race The fighting, the burning, the sword and the mace He gazed in the flames, the beast that was he He now was the master of all he did see The wails of the women, the charnel house smell He laughed at their bodies, the tears for the dead

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