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I remember the day the sky turned grey
A cold wind blew from north
It should have been a summer day
Like all the days before
I can't explain the feeling I got
When I saw the horses coming back
Their riders wounded heavily
And most of them were dead
They told about a legion
Of knights who came from hell
Of conquerors and murderers
On their way through our land
