Wapen 歌词

	They raise their fists into the sky
	Many didn't suffice to bring the death to some of them
	They prayed to gods they died with pride
	Some of them sufficed to bring the death to all
	Their swords drilled into their skull
	The blades were hungry and now have to be sharpened
	and freed from strange blood
	which is precious for the clairvoyance
	The barbarians prepare
	to leave now
	to get closer
	to their aim

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