"...No hope shone in their eyes
But he died for them and he was
The only one from years to give
Them life again... So they went on for
Victory or death while they were
Marching to the final battle, with
The strength of the hopeless in their hearts..."
From the coldest lands we ride
To the fearless snowy plains of ice
On the darkest lake we sail
Then revenge and courage will prevail
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