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The sF#mun rose over the wBmasteland
As fF#mar as the Bmeye cF#man see
Sand fills the vast plains of sBmerkland
It's vAultures jeering at mC#me
But they can cF#mircle until they drAop dead
I hBmave not come this fEar
To F#mend, but to pAursue my Bmown thread
To jC#moin the varangian
GuF#mards of glAory Eand of mF#might
RDed as blAood and blEack as nCight
FlF#mies our bAanner Bmas we mC#march
In the Deast, for the king of the grF#meek
There's men of the cross and the hBmammer
A fF#mew of the mBmoon crescF#ment
Men simply sAearching for glBmamour
Some concAealing their royal descC#ment
The axe-bearing forF#meigners they hAave aptly nBmamed us
AAll we've come from afEar
DivF#mersity is whAat unBmites us
We C#mare the varangian
GuF#mards of glAory Eand of mF#might
RDed as blAood and blEack as nCight
FlF#mies our bAanner Bmas we mC#march
In the Deast, for the king of the grF#meek
Miklagard, in the second indinction, in the 6542 year of the world
CF#mBmDCBmC
BmC
BmDC
GuF#mards of glAory Eand of mF#might
RDed as blAood and blEack as nCight
FlF#mies our bAanner Bmas we mC#march
In the Deast, for the king of the grF#meek
F#mBF#mDAECF#mBC
DDm
F#mC#mBACC#mABC
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