Son, it was not long ago When everything we had to know was how to wheel the hammer
Every day and all the night Endless battle endless fight We fought together sword to sword
So I pray for you You better pray with me because ...
... there's a rose under black, black skies Look up there where eagles fly That's where our fathers had to die
With their hammers dark eyed men They brought blood and death upon this land But son I swear - I saw them die
Behind us everything was dead It seemed as if we came too late Every single but was burned down
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