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Tad Morose >> Merchandise Links
Tad Morose
Watching the hills from the tower up north he sang, no he bellowed a song to the glory to the power of Karak Azul His heart now uneasy it would not be stilled A sickening stench an odour of greenskin like so many years before Trollslayers, trollslayers mighty and proud Trollslayers now meet your fate in this battle you die for you surely will die The dragon tide will sweep you away The dragon tide will darken this day Lord, King, see the skies Oh, worse this our doom Accursed be this day It's memory be black Riding the winds dragons fly They drop 'hind our lines They strike from above Clansmen stand proud Stare death in the eye Riding the winds dragons fly
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