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Through the air between air and ground
And so high above the hills
An eagle flew in the first rays of light

He spread his cold wings to show his pride
And sometimes could fly to the sun.
Such a mighty god full of courage
That cannot die
He was the master of the land.
He was the master of the land,
He was the king of the mountain
Sky belonged to him,
He was free...

Through the air between air and ground
And so high above the hills
AN eagle flew in the first rays of light

But on a morning some hunters came,
Hunters whose souls belong in hell,
Satan send 'em to kill this animal supreme
Now the eagle won't fly no more,
They found him and killed in his fight

They came to bring death
Where it seems like heaven,
Where men should go...
They came to bring death
And will go back with it.

Heaven is angry and won't forgive 'em,
Cause noone can dare the creator.
They've taken a life but he will take theirs,
They'll never leave the valley and will be damned.

The curse of the gods is on them!

Burning wind begins to blow,
The sky turns red as blood
The sun is frozen and ground cold as ice
A fire rain comin' from nowhere
Makes burn the skin
A bright light it blinds they eyes,
The blood boils in their veins
Charred flesh and crushed corpses
In the fallen rocks.
May the gods have heard cried
To the clouds, to the clouds...

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