From the land which hasn't entered yet
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into the history
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From the depths of swamps we are bringing
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Proudly our name
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As night, kissing the moonlight
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-rebel children living in twilight
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Like wolves...
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...some named us so...
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union with people from the sign
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Of the half moon
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To crush the golden walls of earthly heaven
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To strangle the pestilence
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Th the lands of mighty Empire
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Others even think about us with fear
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We invaded a state with a sword
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In ours hands Roma means nothing
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In the land of Slavs
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Today forests sing about the legend
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Long forgotten spirits
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Whose names nobody remembers now
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Waiting their day to reborn
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Their visions of past
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Are torturing our souls
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Whispering in the dark
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They will come again
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To reign supreme
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Believe my woods
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From unrememberance
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From Fire and Water
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Ancient powers gather
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From the burnt Arcona
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...From the Pagan Vastlands!
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Black horse rides across the sky
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With a sword we will open the amber gates of Nawia!
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Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidza Chrystusa!
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Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidza boga-kryza!
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From The Pagan Vastlands 2000
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| Behemoth |
