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Iron and Fire
By A.R.T
They came to our land with Iron and fire,
Ready to put us on the pyre.
They claimed it was the will of god,
Oh, such a brightly coloured white with a mane just as bright
That stallion is a strong and beautiful sight
The commander's dear horse, it did rear
Half from shock of the kick, half from fear
