An endless march begins, no one shall escape
An undead army that does not tire nor break
Where is the hero to protect us from harm?
An age of darkness holds the land in its palm
♪
Now, see the ashen hands arise
See the bodies made of lies
See the hatred in their eyes
The end is near
♪
No mortal army can withstand this fell foe
Ten thousand tried and failed, they soon were brought low
Can nothing halt the tide of the restless dead?
Who will deliver us from this realm of dread?
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Now, see the ashen hands arise
See the bodies made of lies
See the hatred in their eyes
Unending fear
Will be spread throughout the land
Domination has been planned
In the grip of ashen hands
♪
Where are the heroes?
Let them come
Let them come
Land of the forsaken
Is undone
Is undone
Where are the heroes?
Let them come
Let them come
The land is forsaken
And undone
And undone
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Where are the heroes?
Let them come
Let them come
The land is forsaken
And undone
And undone
The bay-trees in our country are all wither'd
And meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven
The pale-faced moon looks bloody on the earth
And lean-look'd prophets whisper fearful change
Change, change, change, change
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Now, see the ashen hands arise
See the bodies made of lies
See the hatred in their eyes
Unending fear
Will be spread throughout the land
Domination has been planned
In the grip of ashen hands