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The golden spear Goes soaring over The enemy's cowardly crowing With sharpened wits And steel-like nerve Bid welcome the battle's beginning With words our swords And tongues our spears The trusted truth for shielding Our axes smash The shattered ranks Their battered line is breaking Our ravaged foe Turned Raven's joy Odin's eyes are feasting The battle god Shall claim that ground New weapons, and ways of winning The sons of men Shall sound the horn The mischief makers' warning The giant's spawn Thrice scattered seeds Know Raven's might is marching To Northern shores From far and near The King and karl converging The alchemist The Witches, dwarves Cry out in terror, trembling The ogres bend Their bloody knees The frantic fiends are fleeing No more to breathe That blessed air The Northern Knights rejoicing Best pay good heed Oh horrid host The Raven's eye is gleaming Your time is short So soon shall come The day of deadly reckoning

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