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Thirteen Bled Promises - Sons Of The Northward Clash

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Группа: Thirteen Bled Promises
Альбом: The Black Legend
Год: 2015
Страна: Испания

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War Lord! Show yourself to be a fair judge and let their blood run red. We carve a door in the ground to let you in. A pentagram. Show us the path to guide them to their cold graves. We bow before you. Sons of the northward clash. We abstain and fast. Hear our desires. Here, joy pleads the name of your unkindness. Fill us with unholy zeal. Make their foundations tremble and stir. Lamp our feet, fit us to kill. Equip us to contend with death. War Lord! Thou who art the Evil. Hear me, hear and save. Zu zara gure gidari. Zu zara gure jabe. Erritu nazkagarri. Honetan errege eta jauna. Scion of sin,favour this pile of heads. Scion of sin, let us imbibe from the scum of their nest. Scion of sin, favour this pile of heads. Scion of sin, let us imbibe from the scum of their nest. Sentinels of death, pave this dismal walk. Escort The Tempter, through the malevolent. Lamp our feet, fit us to kill. Equip us to contend with death.
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