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Once more
Unto the breach, dear friends
Once more
Once more unto the breach, dear friends
Once more
Or close the walls up with our dead
When the blast of war blows in our ears
Stiffen the sinews
Summon up the blood
Then lend the eye a terrible, hard-favored rage
Now set the teeth
And stretch the nostril wide
Hold hard your breath
And stand tall
Be copy now to men of grosser blood
And teach them how to war
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slip
Straining upon the start
Once more unto the breach
Once more
Once more unto the breach, dear friends
Once more
Or close the walls up with our dead
When the blast of war blows in our ears
Stiffen the sinews
Summon up the blood
For he today that sheds
His blood with me
He shall be my brother
Oh, shit, look, there's Blothar!
Hey, hey, hey, Blothar, Blothar! How ya doin'?
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