Yar-hoi!
Yar-harri-hoi, the urge to destroy
Poison blades and calling out across the open sea

So long
March away singing a fighting song
We're off to foriegn soil, not to toil, but to war

Doom comes, sound the drums
The storm is coming on
We'll be marching off to war
Over the break of dawn

Live fast, drain the flask!
There's n'eary to wonder why
Make the merrier now for tomorrow we all may die

Uruk-hai!
Of wanderlust and out to die
We've tarried long on the banks of poverty 'til the hour's nigh

Those who will, come up
For now we take the final sup
Few defy the Fell Beast, but this hour we dare

Doom comes, sound the drums
The storm is coming on
We'll be marching off to war
Over the break of dawn

Live fast, drain the flask!
There's n'eary to wonder why
Make the merrier now for tomorrow we all may die

Oh
We have no place to go
Wanderers of dust and dale, we come to you through hill and vale

On and on - hither we're drawn
Through dusk and dawn
The muster of the Outlands in the distances, come on

Doom comes, sound the drums
The storm is coming on
We'll be marching off to war
Over the break of dawn

Live fast, drain the flask!
There's n'eary to wonder why
Make the merrier now for tomorrow we all may die

Doom comes, sound the drums
The storm is coming on
We'll be marching off to war
Over the break of dawn

Live fast, drain the flask!
There's n'eary to wonder why
Make the merrier now for tomorrow we all may die

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