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Winter falls
Upon the sentinels
As the warring drums
Draw ever near
From the hills
A pestilence is coming
The black snake
Reveals it's fangs

Our sacred lands endure
Forevermore

And they fall
Upon the citadel
They storm in anger
To their death knell
We will call
Upon the citadel
And fight for freedom
To the gates of hell

Warriors
Of the earth and sky
Mark the battlefield
With fearless cries
Swords clash
With demons unrelenting
Our dream of freedom
Will never die

Our sacred lands endure
Forevermore

And they fall
Upon the citadel
They storm in anger
To their death knell
We will call
Upon the citadel
And fight for freedom
To the gates of hell

And every time
They try to break
Our spirits down
We come back stronger

Our sacred ways
Shall mend the earth
Forevermore

And they fall
Upon the citadel
They storm in anger
To their death knell
We will call
Upon the citadel
We fight for freedom
At the gates of hell

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