The Blue Hordes
Ungatt...
Ungatt...
Trunn...
Trunn...
Rank upon rank,
Score upon score.
A sea of living blue,
Pikes glittering like a sheet of ice.
Archers in the rear,
Slingbeasts near the mid,
Sword and pikes and javelins,
Bringing in the front.
The earth will shake,
Stars fall from the sky.
The doom of freedom has come.
Their master is Ungatt Trunn.
The reign of the Blue Hordes.