| Ridin' fast out of the sunset
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| Devils and horses advance
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| Thunder and lightning and honor
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| The army of saber and lance
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| Each man somber and focused
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| Each man looks to the fore
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| Death is the life we are living
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| Hungry for battle and war
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| War for war, saber in every fist
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| Where we were and are once more, out of the dark and the mist
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| War for war, determined for victory
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| Over the line they drew there, honor the cavalry
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| Howling for blood, the leaders
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| Into the soon-to-be dead
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| Chopping them down like leaves as
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| The grass of the field turns red
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| We are a band of brothers
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| Disdaining the cares of the earth
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| All we have is each other
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| And that is all we are worth
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| War for war, the saber swings into the face
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| Shake the enemy to the core, lost in the lust of the chase
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| War for war, we do not bend the knee
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| We are the worst of the best now, honor the cavalry, cavalry
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| Reaving and laughing and slaying
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| Leather and metal and blood
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| How could anyone do it
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| We did it, the best that we could
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| Over the fields of corpses
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| Over the broken and maimed
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| Over the enemy’s banners
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| Beaten and trampled and shamed
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| War for war, into the shot and the shell
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| Into battle we go once more, the standard-bearers of Hell
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| War for war, the best and last of the free
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| Sworn unto Armageddon, honor the cavalry, cavalry |