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Forked lightning dance on a cloudless sky

And hammer the earth with all its might

Out of thin air fireballs streak

Scorching targets to ashen heaps

The legion of ranks on mounts are charging down

Invading hordes the Horn they hound

The ground erupts

I must go back

She's still chained

I must go back!

So many Threads

Are threatened at once

I can't die just yet

I must see to her freedom

If she lingers chained

Myself I would damn

The duties I have

Are heavier than a mountain

The clear note sang

It was warm as sunlight

With the ground it rang

And soared through the sky

Fog is billowing

The mighty dead are rising!

The Horn's melody sings us to war

Dead heroes flock under my banner

Into the mist we pick up speed

Dashing through with our great need

Alone I face the Heart of the Dark

Sword and charred staff met in sparks

The Power storms through bare steel

The final strike the heron deals