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The Birchthralls are cut in twain,
where the power of the Kaiser wanes
Further west, the lands of the Fae
lie in wait for the day we away!
To east lie our fearsome lords,
the Arns of the glorious Mark
They'll rest easy knowing we are here
'tween their kingdom lands and the ageless Sylvan fear!
A bulwark hold built in ages past,
to keep the foe at bay
They'll be roaring to the battlements,
even as the world begins to fade away!
Built by sweat and tears and blood,
with iron, stone and gold
Banners of the violet Traunus bear,
flow from our every mighty turret hold!
Ever the walls of Briar's Bluff will sway,
the wroth of an ancient foreign rage
Even as the winds of time come to blow us away...
Past the reach of Redstone Tower,
lies the key to Aernland's power
A stern line of shielded men,
steel of heart, spears firm, we fight again!
The legions of The Red Dawn stand in wait,
for blood and fire is the soldier's fate!
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