Feeling vengeance and hate... We think of last times.
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No one never could see an army as mighty as ours.
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For centuries, they ruled with their false authority...
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Now we have the chance to end with them and to implant our Empire.
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Dark Clouds cover the sky where we are,
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And the nerves gradually hold down our bodies.
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We long for cut the enemy's necks with these swords.
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We windward and we can hear the movement of their troops.
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A file of ravens accompany us from the departure, and we feel stronger with this.
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The four elements guide us in the path
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While the wolves wait in the mountains.
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The berserk we put in the front of the troops.
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Brave, as no men, without our help we can't defeat.
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We will be the firs in attack for get weak to their men.
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It's the time to fight... Thousands of bodies fall quickly.
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We are convinced of the victory, for this, few of our men die,
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And the men that die, do it with pride and honour.
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This plain will cover of graves announcing our triumph.
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This plain will be proof of the change of empire
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After the battle, the landscape, that be left, is devastator.
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Our wounded will recover and the deads will be moved to our lands,
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So that the peasants can acclaim them as heroes.
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Then the heads of the enemies will be hang at our homes as trophies.
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Finally we have liberated our lands,
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Later generations will thank it to us.
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Ravens fly - Black horizons.
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Raven's Fly - Black Horizons
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Berserk |