In the darkness,
steel shines.
Dancing in the cold,
a sharp blade,
dancing with death.
Oh, feel the blood,
boiling with cold anger,
with pride of a thousand generations
born for battle,
but never satisfied.
The earth craves,
it craves for life,
for the boiling blood
of warriors.
steel shines.
Dancing in the cold,
a sharp blade,
dancing with death.
Oh, feel the blood,
boiling with cold anger,
with pride of a thousand generations
born for battle,
but never satisfied.
The earth craves,
it craves for life,
for the boiling blood
of warriors.
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