Down from the hills, we came like wolves!
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My blade sung for glory
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Adrenaline coursing through my veins
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My eyes shone bright in fury
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Of the clans we numbered thousands
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Our war-cry as one breath
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Victory or death!
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Throughout the battle my prowess grew
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My steel tasted blood
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Enemies cowered before me
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And with my sword became as one
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Until i felt a piercing in my chest
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As my soul was claimed by death
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Into nothingness!
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Then i awoke
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From a sleep of centuries
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Nothing left
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But some painful memories
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The times i beheld with sword in hand are over
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The times i walked the highlands are now gone
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And now i long for those proud days more than
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ever.
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Upon The Highlands I Fought
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Deinonychus |