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Banners fly as we march through the plains On the path towards the unholy war The wind from the horizon carries the stench Of our enemies who await us in fear In the last rays of the setting sun A thought passes of a new dawn, a new age Still, by blood and by sacrifice It shall, of our masters grace, be ours Strife, anger, blood and fire A sacrifice is made To rot with the corpses or survive To hear The Chant Of The Barbarian Wolves Litanies have been spoken, time is at hand When the claws of iron will drink their chalice A warblessed wine that consecrates our aim The seal of blood as a sing of victory Strike hard,without forgiveness When armour and flesh are torn apart Our dawn will break to show no light For the jews ravaged whit no remorse Strife, anger, blood and fire A sacrifice is made To rot with the corpses or survive To hear The Chant Of The Barbarian Wolves https://youtube/watch?v=svdtotZa1UE&list=RDsvdtotZa1UE
Posted on: Sat, 06 Dec 2014 02:13:52 +0000

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