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[Lyrical Obscurity: Equitant, Voices: Proscriptor, Bass: Equitant] ... |
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With sword at my side, |
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The horns sound the call of assembly. |
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Black ****in' leather is my way of life, as flames and burning winds cover the |
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Earth! (SLAUGHTER!!) |
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Miles of frozen lands are far behind us... |
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We ride along the margin of the woods. |
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O' great is the black swords of |
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Eire. Thus to speak is the shame of your lord. |
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We ride through the bleak winter skies; hearts full of hate and steel shining bright! |
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Alas, it's ill, to walk in my shadow... |
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O' master of doom, you are alone. |
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In chariots of fire we went forth, |
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To call the spell of blazing flames. |
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My black sword of |
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Eire has returned. |
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In glory, of the land, of the flame. |
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Child of wisdom and words... |
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Son of magick and the sword. |
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Call the spells of burning winds!! [Chorus] |
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SWORDS AND |
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LEATHER - ...with steel, flame, and honor!! |
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SWORDS AND |
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LEATHER - ...our brave hearts will conquer!! |
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SWORDS AND |
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LEATHER - ...with steel, flame, and honor!! |
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SWORDS AND |
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LEATHER - ...our |
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Celtic blood will conquer!! [Repeat All Verses & Chorus] [Lead: Ifernain] [Lead: Shaftiel] ... |
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With sword at my side, |
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The horns sound the call of assembly. |
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Black ****in' leather is our way of life, as flames and burning winds cover the |
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Earth! (SLAUGHTER!!!!) [MARTA/MARCH, 1995] |
