Hooves rumble like thunder
Lightning is the gleam of our weapons
Thousands of horsemen are gathered
To fight for their rights
Your we hear their trumpets to attack
No one can be sure whether we will return
Hooves rumble like thunder
Lightning is the gleam of our weapons
Thousands of horsemen are gathered
To fight for their rights
We all hear the trumpets to attack
No one can be sure whether we will return
We will fight for our victory
We will not count our dead
We will slay the enemy
Our kingdom hunting grounds and our country
Their broken and destroyed cities
They will tell stories about
How our heroes, our healers
We have wrought our revenge
To the sound of thunderous hoofs thundering
Lightning above our heads
God in anger watches
An unexpected twist
All have heard the trumpets to attack
No one can be sure if they will return
We will fight for our victory
We will not count our dead
We will slay the enemy
Our queens and our land
We will fight for our victory
We will not count our dead
We will slay the enemy
Our queens and our country
After the war is won, Queen Abigail's armies return to their homes.
A peaceful nation has banished enemies from its lands and fear from its souls.
He also proved his determination to fight for his rights.
He celebrates the triumph of justice over lawlessness, even if they paid for it with terrible damages and many brave lives both soldiers and ordinary people.

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