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With the soulblight came chaos and hate. |
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Few were those with hearts of purity |
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And forgotten were those who drowned in pity....... |
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Brought by others. |
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As mist the blight appeared. |
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It covered the lands in darkness and death. |
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As real as the soil they lived upon |
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Were the battles waiting to be won. |
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The field was charged. |
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The sound of steel meeting steel.............. |
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Sung across the plains. |
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In every corned of the land one could feel the |
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Ground shake. |
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Axes of war and spikes on clubs ripped and |
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Cut through flesh. |
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Thousands fell. |
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Few were those, able to stand. |
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Risen by pride. |
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The mist did not blind their views. |
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Still they breathed the air.......polluted by the blight. |
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But they stood proud, as one.......the victorious! |
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Songs of war were to be heard across the land. |
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Desolate and naked were the senses of man. |
