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The moon goes its way in the northern sky |
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Anxious it circles over the horizon |
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Frost-pregnant winds push it |
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In front of themselves |
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The night has thrown it's veil over the land |
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Birds are filling fast te dark sky |
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Their huge dark wings wide stretched |
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Gliding silently through the night |
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The snow falls slightly and peacefully |
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Evaporates when it's touching my skin |
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I see a light whizzing fast the sky |
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A shooting star |
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My black heart beats faster |
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Out of pleasure, out of fear |
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I don't know |
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The weapons died away |
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Flames beat high into the sky |
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Fog comes down |
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The field saturated with blood |
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With the blood of our enemies |
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Hail - To you, it was a good battle |
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Hail to our enemies |
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Bloodsmeared blades |
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Smashed armours everywhere |
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The death was riding with us |
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Side by side we have fought |
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The Power of darkness were with us ... |
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And snow covered the lifeless bodies |
