from my eyes bloated by the cold
I gaze this smoking battlefield
swarming with heaps of corpses
which give off a stuffy smell of rot.
from my fleshless hands
which firmly hold my ruthless ax
dripping with the flow of my foes
our land will be soiled with their blood.

through the mist we defend our own life
under the sinister sky we fight
until the death we will defeat
all those who dare to face our clan.

from my bleeding jaw
I call out my last fellows
standing up for what we trust
we fight against our own fear.
from my weary feet
treading the sand of the northern seas
I make my way across the time
hoping to come upon freedom.

through the mist we defend our own life
under the sinister sky we fight
until the death we will defeat
all those who dare to face our clan.

with pain I'm going through
my struggle for life
dragging a broken leg with skin flagging out
before dying I'll have taken so many lives
fear will fly around our realm for long time.

blood giving will redeem me
with fathers I will drink
from my death I take
the path toword the peace.

from my burning funeral bed
my flesh is turning into grey dust
rising up to the welcoming sky
my freedom will surely never die.
my soul is now flying
through the brightest shooting stars
far away bloody battlefields
I will lighten and dream forever.

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