A slave's life is all you understand,
the war to come has been written in the sand,
not only with our spears,
but with everything we have
There's nothing certain in one man's life,
but that he must lose it, beneath a knife,
Give thy men a place to stand,
and we shall move the Earth again
For if I bring my army in their lands,
we'll hold our spears within our hands,
Give them nothing in return,
except the steel within your sword
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