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Wrath Of An EmpireDark rain fallsThe portents of war, closing in In the furtherst reaches of the kingdom's hold A new will burns, making blood run cold Deep under mountains, a portal awoke A time of trouble, of which a prophecy spoke An army of men, an emblem unknown They come not for peace - send word to the throne Let loose the horses, for south we must ride To marshal an army to hold back this tide We've heard reports - tales from the north Of an ancient army that arrived in force Led by a warlord bathed in fire Soldiers in red that do not tire They came to conquer, and desecrate our land We must retaliate, we must take a stand For the kingdom and for our lives Ready the generals as We've heard reports - tales from the north Of an ancient army that arrived in force Led by a warlord bathed in fire Soldiers in red that do not tire All that we know comes to an end If our ancient homeland we cannot defend For the kingdom and for our lives Ready the generals as we ride If we fall today, tomorrow will never come We've heard reports - tales from the north Of an ancient army that arrived in force Led by a warlord bathed in fire Soldiers in red that do not tire All that we know comes to an end If our ancient homeland we cannot defend For the kingdom and for our lives Ready the generals as we ride |