Our dark and distant past
Flows from the blackest rivers of old
Ancients wandering before the creation of time
Far beyond the mountains of Carpathia
To the vast Forests of Etelkoez

The seven tribesmen of the seven hordes
Under the mighty Arpad
Whom shall reign for all eternity
As I cut my arm and we unite as one
Our fate forever sealed in blood

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