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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Night Of Sacred Wisdom”

• Can you smell it in the air Smoke is rising, fog of revenge A wounded warrior is crawling back An arrow in his chest He is bleeding, death is near Ravens watch him oh so close Dying proud with honor in fight Under creed of a heathen free man Down his trail their houses are burning Even children beheaded in hate His heart is still with old gods He knows the burning burial awaits Tribe will mourn the passing of a kin Soul by soul with thoughts to avenge Sign of wolf branded in belief Hail the victory and iron will Times await their omended return Though of old the weapons changed Marching on still with pagan faith And with intent to fufil revenge We are encouraged by blood By the battle spirit None can bring silence today For tongue of vengeance speak

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