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Awake O Dead, for there can be no rest for ye beneath the earth.
Let the splinterd bones burrow from the grave pall. Let cold fingers grip time-worn blades, and unseeing eyes survay the feilds of slaughter. For your time has come once more.
And the dead shall walk.
-From the spell of doom

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Awake O Dead, for there can be no rest for ye beneath the earth.
Let the splinterd bones burrow from the grave pall. Let cold fingers grip time-worn blades, and unseeing eyes survay the feilds of slaughter. For your time has come once more.
And the dead shall walk.
-From the spell of doom

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Awake O Dead, for there can be no rest for ye beneath the earth.
Let the splinterd bones burrow from the grave pall. Let cold fingers grip time-worn blades, and unseeing eyes survay the feilds of slaughter. For your time has come once more.
And the dead shall walk.
-From the spell of doom

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Awake O Dead, for there can be no rest for ye beneath the earth.
Let the splinterd bones burrow from the grave pall. Let cold fingers grip time-worn blades, and unseeing eyes survay the feilds of slaughter. For your time has come once more.
And the dead shall walk.
-From the spell of doom

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Awake O Dead, for there can be no rest for ye beneath the earth.
Let the splinterd bones burrow from the grave pall. Let cold fingers grip time-worn blades, and unseeing eyes survay the feilds of slaughter. For your time has come once more.
And the dead shall walk.
-From the spell of doom

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Awake O Dead, for there can be no rest for ye beneath the earth.
Let the splinterd bones burrow from the grave pall. Let cold fingers grip time-worn blades, and unseeing eyes survay the feilds of slaughter. For your time has come once more.
And the dead shall walk.
-From the spell of doom

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Awake O Dead, for there can be no rest for ye beneath the earth.
Let the splinterd bones burrow from the grave pall. Let cold fingers grip time-worn blades, and unseeing eyes survay the feilds of slaughter. For your time has come once more.
And the dead shall walk.
-From the spell of doom

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Awake O Dead, for there can be no rest for ye beneath the earth.
Let the splinterd bones burrow from the grave pall. Let cold fingers grip time-worn blades, and unseeing eyes survay the feilds of slaughter. For your time has come once more.
And the dead shall walk.
-From the spell of doom

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Awake O Dead, for there can be no rest for ye beneath the earth.
Let the splinterd bones burrow from the grave pall. Let cold fingers grip time-worn blades, and unseeing eyes survay the feilds of slaughter. For your time has come once more.
And the dead shall walk.
-From the spell of doom

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Awake O Dead, for there can be no rest for ye beneath the earth.
Let the splinterd bones burrow from the grave pall. Let cold fingers grip time-worn blades, and unseeing eyes survay the feilds of slaughter. For your time has come once more.
And the dead shall walk.
-From the spell of doom

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