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the enemy has come for you
hear the pounding thunder hooves
there's no time to run or hide
draw the weapon from your side
when they ride out from morning mist
with sharp blades in mighty fists
one hundred warriors on horse
an awesome brutal force
you feel weak and scared
fear has gripped your heart
you will soon be over run
you will soon be torn apart
now where is your god
does he hear your prayers
does he even care for...
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