"We've woken the Elves!"
Hark! how the Horn
Sweet Gjallahorn
All seem to say
"Blow Hive away."
Crota is here
Bringing the fear
To Earth the old
Guardians be bold
Boom, Bang, Boom, Bang
Pain is calling again
With joyful scream
We start caroling
Thrall coming near
Shotguns are clear'd
Wizards ev'rywhere
Filling the air
Oh how they sound,
Twitch'n on the ground,
O'er hill and dale,
Bodies mark the trail,
G-Horn it ring
While Guardin's sing
Songs of good cheer
Crota is here
Death, Death, Death, Death to Crota
Death, Death, Death, Death to Crota
On, on it sends,
Rockets without end
Their joyful tone
In ev'ry home
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