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[00:00.19]Down the vast hills in morning mist cold
[00:03.65]Into the peaceful deep valley below
[00:07.22]Two thousand stallions foaming with hate
[00:10.62]Carrying their masters towards their fate
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[00:16.14]Into the battle they ride
[00:19.58]Two thousand men too young to die
[00:21.34]Massacre...
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[00:28.38]Coming from each side prepared for attack
[00:32.04]Covered in dustclouds now there is no turning back
[00:35.34]Once so peaceful valley echoes with cries
[00:39.09]Cascades of blood and brains as the midday sun rise
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[00:44.69]Under a bloodred sky
[00:47.85]None will live to face the night
[00:49.44]Massacre...
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[01:38.71]Amidst the scattered limbs dead bodies finally comes to peace
[01:41.83]While the stench of blood grows strong in the mild midday breeze
[01:45.76]Circling the sky the vultures wait to play their part
[01:49.35]To descend of wings of death and feast from human hearts
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[01:54.55]The battle is lost still someone always wins
[01:57.90]And now they descend on death's black wings
[02:03.16]Massacre...
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[02:20.70]Massacre...
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