The Funeral Wind Born in Oriana Lyrics

Song	The Funeral Wind Born in Oriana
Artist	Nokturnal Mortum
Album	Nechrist
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	The Blood is in
	Wolf Footprint
	The Hunter
	Has Won His
	Hunger His
	Howling Is
	Heard In The
	Night Among
	The Mist And
	The Moonlight
	The Sound
	Of The Huge
	Trembita Is
	Echoed Away
	From The Carpathians
	We Announce
	The Funerals
	To The Still
	Alive World
	Coming From
	The Boreal
	Land We Won many nations
	We Are Everywhere,
	We Are The
	Children Of
	Silver Now
	We Are Trumping
	To Have The
	Last Victory
	The Cries
	Of Ravens
	The Howling
	Of Wolves
	We Are The
	Keepers Of
	The Fire Which
	Will Burn
	Down The heavens
	The Trumpets
	Are Singing
	And With The
	Rhythm Of
	The Drums
	We Are Stepping
	Down On This
	World It Was
	Sold To The sly nation
	It Will Die
	Together With them
	Only The Ravens
	Flying In
	The Sky Can
	See All Of
	Us They Are
	The Only Ones
	To See Our
	Army Our Fighting
	Spirit And
	Faces Of Hatred
	In The Ancient
	Land Of Oriana
	We Will Gather
	Together Again
	And Our Power
	Has Multiplied
	Into Thousand
	We Are Ready
	To Fight Against judeo christianity!
	We Have The
	Silver Moon
	Power In Our
	Hands We Have
	The Rage Of
	Millions Of
	Fire In Our
	Eyes We Have
	The Demons'
	Hatred In
	Our Hearts
	We Have The
	Pain Of Our
	Ancient Fathers
	In Our Souls

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