Re When the storm hits:
Arise, arise, Riders of [Night]!
Fell deeds awake: fire and slaughter!
Spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered,
a sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises!
Ride now, ride now! Ride to [Kekistan]…
Ride now, ride now, ride! Ride for ruin and the world’s ending!
Death! Death! Death!
Forth [Anons]!
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Anon, our horses will run side by side.