March Of Cambreadth

All axes flash, broadsword swing
 Shining armour's piercing ring
 Horses run with a polished shield
 Fight those bastards 'til they yield
 Midnight mare and blood red roan
 Fight to keep this land your own
 Summon the horn, and call the cry
 How many of them can we make die?
 Follow orders as you're told
 Make their yellow blood run cold
 Fight until you die or drop
 A force like ours is hard to stop
 Close your mind to stress and pain
 Fight 'til you're no longer sane
 Let not one damn cur pass by
 How many of them can we make die?
 Guard your women and children well
 Send these bastards back to Hell
 We'll teach them the ways of war
 And they won't come here any more
 I use your shield and use your head
 Fight 'til everyone is dead
 Raise the flag up to the sky
 How many of them can we make die?
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 Dawn has broke, the time has come
 Move your feet to a marching drum
 We'll win the war and pay the toll
 We'll fight as one in heart and soul
 Midnight mare and blood red roan
 Fight to keep this land your own
 Sound the horn and call the cry
 How many of them can we make die?
 Axes flash, broadsword swing
 Shining armour's piercing ring
 Our horses run with a polished shield
 Fight those bastards 'til they yield
 Midnight mare and blood red roan
 Fight to keep this land your own
 Summon the horn, and call the cry
 How many of them can we make die?
 How many of them can we make die?
 How many of them can we make die?