Drums of war, fire and steel— Ash to ash, break and kneel. Drums of war, blood and bone— We are the storm. We claim the throne! Iron feet on sacred ground, Burn their trees and break their sound. Tear the roots and crack the stone, Make their ancient light our own. March! March! Flame and chain! Crush their walls and leave no name. March! March! Break and maim! We are death! We are flame! Through the ash, the dragons roar, Wings of fire, hell at the fore. Spear and fang, and endless tide, No one flees, no one hides. The horn has sounded. The earth splits. The sky screams. And we come! March! March! Burn and raze! Blacken suns and end their days. March! March! Blood shall rain! We are death! We are flame! No gods. No kings. No peace. No shame. Only fire. Only war. Only flame. March! March! Flame and chain! Crush their walls and leave no name. March! March! Break and maim! We are death! We are flame! We are death… We are flame… We are the end. Remember our name.
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