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In deepest dream I saw the end of the fight
And thrown down were all the swords and the shields
Alarming clang of steel subsided
And now it's silence keeps the whole battlefield

And we looked in the eyes of our old foes
And could see in them only reflections of us
We just had an order - not one step back
But we were so afraid to step forward at last

When echo of the battle fades out
And flames of the funeral pyres die away
We’ll beg to push away the dark cloud
To relieve our souls to the heavens we’ll pray

Here was a ringing of the steel in the ancient times
Land was moaning under the load of a fight
When the harsh and cold metal cut strings of the lives
And how could we believe, that this was totally right

Overgrown with wormwood is the battleground
And the swords in the scabbards are covered with rust
But rebellious souls their rest cannot find
In the ears the pulse of war peals like a blast

When echo of the battle fades out
And flames of the funeral pyres die away
We’ll beg to push away the dark cloud
To relieve our souls to the heavens we’ll pray

Like a misty haze my dream was melted
A new fight will surely begin in this life
And while in blood our hands are painted
Our immortal souls are cursed for all time

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