From offers of peace and happiness, we hear only silence. You asked
for explanations and we answered. We ask for explanations, we hear
only silence.
The silence of a cold night...the cold silence of the darkest of nights.
We stood as brothers, shoulder to shoulder, and now the shoulder of
our brother has grown cold and turned away from us.
The arrogance of Babylon and her Lords! The paltry arrogance of those
who have no muscle to back their words!
While the Horde waits and listens, we hear the formings of new
alliance...one we would consider joining. But this would not suit the
Babylonian ideal, for Babylon would be thrown from this alliance.
Booted to the curb like yesterday's garbage. Yea, we know your toils
to form this alliance...for the Horde has ears that hear, yet always
silence...silence...from you to us.
We have heard the insults. We have heard the cry of Babylon to her neighbors.
Woe unto thee oh Babylon! You have cast your lot with the betrayer!
Prepare thyselves...build thy boats! For tremble with every
breath...The Horde is coming!
The Grim Reaper is preparing to walk among your nation. Your doom is upon you.
The Blood Oath Horde
for explanations and we answered. We ask for explanations, we hear
only silence.
The silence of a cold night...the cold silence of the darkest of nights.
We stood as brothers, shoulder to shoulder, and now the shoulder of
our brother has grown cold and turned away from us.
The arrogance of Babylon and her Lords! The paltry arrogance of those
who have no muscle to back their words!
While the Horde waits and listens, we hear the formings of new
alliance...one we would consider joining. But this would not suit the
Babylonian ideal, for Babylon would be thrown from this alliance.
Booted to the curb like yesterday's garbage. Yea, we know your toils
to form this alliance...for the Horde has ears that hear, yet always
silence...silence...from you to us.
We have heard the insults. We have heard the cry of Babylon to her neighbors.
Woe unto thee oh Babylon! You have cast your lot with the betrayer!
Prepare thyselves...build thy boats! For tremble with every
breath...The Horde is coming!
The Grim Reaper is preparing to walk among your nation. Your doom is upon you.
The Blood Oath Horde
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