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Victory Upon The Field Of Pelennor Is Mine! Surely No Foe Now Dares Approach The White Gates Of Men
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Gimli
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Son of Glóin
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01:57 |
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The Young Rascals Feast Upon The Spoils Of Victory!
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Gimli
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Son of Glóin
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01:30 |
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My Body Is Ill-Suited For This Pursuit Across The Plains Of The Horselords
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Gimli
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Son of Glóin
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01:14 |
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Nary A Man Nor Beast Shall Outsmart The Refined Skills Of A Dwarf of Erebor
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Gimli
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Son of Glóin
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02:07 |
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These Accursed Garments Refuse To Accommodate The Mighty Strength Of My Dwarven Form
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Gimli
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Son of Glóin
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01:11 |
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Once More, Jubilations Shall Ring Through The Halls Of Durin's Folk
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Gimli
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Son of Glóin
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01:14 |
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Death Cannot Come Twice To The Orc Lying Impaled Beneath Mine Blade
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Gimli
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Son of Glóin
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01:29 |