Full Spectrum Warriors fiele mir da noch ein.
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The world is grey, the mountains old The forge's fire is ashen and cold No harp is wrung, no hammer falls The darkness dwells in Druin's hallsFull Spectrum Warriors fiele mir da noch ein.
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The world is grey, the mountains old The forge's fire is ashen and cold No harp is wrung, no hammer falls The darkness dwells in Druin's halls