Undying Sun of Native Land!
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The blood is not as purple as you are
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The clouds of smoke
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Are black stains on your body
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The oak forest like a faded flash of ideas
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Drawned in the blood of the dead souls and rains
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With unconfident strength of weakening shoulders
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The sword crashed down on the defenders' land
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Undying Sun of Native Land!
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The blood is not as purple as you are
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The clouds of smoke
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Are black stains on your body
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The land was burning with sorrow and wrath
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And crying ruthlessly tore the sky apart
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I close my eyes
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No way. No escape
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From the cries and moans
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The land was burning with sorrow and wrath
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And crying ruthlessly tore the sky apart
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I close my eyes
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No way. No escape
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From the cries and moans
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Oh, mighty gods, where are you
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Suffering and pain set in on our land!
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Oh, mighty gods, where are you
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(turned away, forgot, don't see)
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Suffering and pain set in on our land!
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We asked for protection
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You did not hear us
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We prayed for salvation, but -
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You did not answer our prayers
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No answer, hence, no hope...
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Oh, mighty gods
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With your name on our lips
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Our warriors went to the world of darkness
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No answer - hence -
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No hope...
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THERE IS!
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The god will die without a man
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But will a man die without a god?
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No, no!
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And we will prove it...
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Godless Freedom
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| Tvangeste |
