Their horses heavy In clad and chain armor March into battle Man against man Sword against sword Hammer and axe against shield Let the banners fly high Mortal screams pierce the cold air As steel meets flesh and the strong rule the weak And then, the great rains set in And but for a moment it seemed As if all the blood had been cleansed by the Gods
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