.Cold autumn rain beats down on my bloodstained face.
In the clouded, misty morning sky I see ravens circle
My blade now sheated tasted blood just hours before.
On the killing fields of honour pride is measured in war>
On the frozen fields of horror we'll avenge their deeds with our st.
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