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Battle weary Saxons fight the fight to grip the north |
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Studded armoured warriors defy this mighty force |
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On the hill the men all raise their swords up to the sky |
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An axe strikes the shields of steel, another victim dies |
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They're coming after you run for your life |
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Warriors of hell fight the fight |
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They're coming after you run for your life |
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Saxons of the Fire ride tonight |
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Running 'cross the plains of fire scorched blazing steel |
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The axe falls on another man screaming through the fields |
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The mighty sword is seeking men & slicing to the bone |
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You never can sstain the force to drive these Saxons on |
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They're coming after you run for your life |
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Warriors of hell fight the fight |
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They're coming after you run for your life |
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Saxons of the Fire ride... tonight |
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They're coming out of teh sunset fire, too many to hold back |
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"Draw your sword you dreaded fool you're under our attack" |
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Heathen men of distant lands were forced under command |
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Blood & sweat fall to the earth, the Saxons make a stand |
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Many men took many slaves on this bloody day |
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Warriors & savages seeking out their prey |
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Metal hitting metal in this war for noman's land |
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Blood & sweat fall to the earth, the Saxons make a stand |
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The battles over, villages are burning to the ground |
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The many men who've went to war are lost but never found |
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Winners are rewarded well, boasting of their scars |
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Turn toward the blazing sun to quest the land of far |
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They're coming after you run for your life |
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Warriors of hell fight the fight |
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They're coming after you run for your life |
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Saxons of the Fire riding... tonight |
