(from Gallia to Germania)
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I still hear the ancient warcry
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(Roma to Brittania)
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I still hear the ancient battlecry
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The great old European heroes, the proud old European names
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Like snow now melted for sunlight, today their lustre gleams
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Gone are the great old empires, the proud old names are low
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That shed a glory over the ancient world, a thou sand years ago
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But wandering the medieval cities beholding our ancient lands
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Albion, Saxonia, land of Franks constructed by our ancestor's hands
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(from Erin to Caledonia)
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I still hear the ancient warcry
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(Ellada to Helvetia)
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I still hear the ancient battlecry
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(from Lusitania to Hispania)
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I still hear the ancient warcry
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(Mycenae to Macedonia)
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I still hear the ancient battlecry
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In the country of our fathers on the land and sea
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Can you hear a million voices? Thy forefathers summoning thee!
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Summoning thee!
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Many centuries ago, beyond the hazy space
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In Brittany, Eire and Caledonia there dwelt a mighty race
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Celts they were called, like their holy oaks, they had a giant grace
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(fierce was the Byzantine empire
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Spread over the Balkans, Asia, Minor and Greece
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Combining eastern and western tradition
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A gateway to the East)
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Slavonian kingdoms, empires and tribes
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Defending their ancient lands and rights
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From invading hordes from the East
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Thousands slaughtered (fair) men and beast
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(from Byzantium to Phoenicia)
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I still hear the ancient warcry
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(Etruria to Cymru)
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I still hear the ancient battlecry!!
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(Ode to Ancient) Europa
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| Ancient Rites |
