We march in glory, to the jaws of death we ride 
We know the gods are on our side 
No one's gonna halt us, great power we wield 
Upon great battle-steeds we ride 

For years we have waited, revenge will be sweet 
No one's gonna stand against our might 
Stand out if you're weak, or fear grips your heart 
If you've not got stomach for the fight 

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We march to glory and great victory 
We'll drive the enemy down to his knees 

Great warriors beside us, all riding abreast 
Our battle-shields are gleaming in the sun 
Our swords are unsheathed, and thirsty for blood 
And eager for the battle that [bad word] 

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 [bad word] break 

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As swords clash on shields, and fire fills the air 
Our enemy is driven to retreat 
Blood stains the earth, they scatter in fear 
We know now that we have got them beat 

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