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fight for your life

10,000 soldiers rushing towards you like a racing river
you'll never know this kind of terror in a living hell
your faces turns pale and white as your death comes into sight
certain terror is amongst so prep your weapons now
your chainmail is not thick enough and neither is your armor
your swords not sharp enough to even pierce 18 gauge
we hide amongst the crenellations waiting for the call
arrows fall as the sky turns black commence the archers squall

we fight for the kingdom we fight for the king
we fight for the queen and we always win
arrows sharpened swords are made of steel
if you climb the curtain wall meet your maker breaking wheel
throw you in the moat rancid water in your lungs
let the pestilence and famine overtake your loved ones
he village you call home has been turned into dust
you cry out for your mother by an arrow you've been struck

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