I was a child
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when they took me away from my family
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I remember long and frosty winter
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and people looking hopelessly for food
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from this ancient time
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our cruel lord ordered us
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to look as dogs eat christian children
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we were standing together and
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cold wind was freezing our faces
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our blood was hot
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we learned to worship death
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we were the children of his favourite herd
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future warriors, future wolves
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our cruel lord ordered us to drink human blood
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ordered us to eat human flesh
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I got my first sword
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I couldnt take it up easy
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But i had to take it up
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because I would be meat for dogs
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I know the true code of life
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spartan way of life, and draconian laws
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I've grown as a warrior
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close to nature, close to roots
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now i'm the cruel
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the last of the cruel lords herd
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When i was a child, i knew the cruelty
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I learned to hate everything I loved.
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Born For War
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| Graveland |
