My thoughts are dark they speak of deep anger among the tombstones, I walk. The remains of my people is entombed here. There's no one left - but me. I have sworn by my own blood that this undoing will be revenged by my fathers sword. I will speak to the god of war and my hail shall be heard I will hunt these weak infidels. My people's souls must be given their rest, they must be given their rest, I will hunt! Through sorrow and hatred I will gather my strength never shall I rest, until my dying day I will hunt!
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