Song | The Harvest Day |
Artist | Wyrd |
Album | Huldrafolk |
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Crush the faith of weakling followers, burn down their filthy shrines | |
Desecrate and mock their petty values, avenge the deeds of history | |
Never forget. | |
Never forgive. | |
I shall haunt you as long as you live | |
Never give up. | |
Never give in. | |
Stand your ground, strike down the enemy 700 years is not long enough, forever itself would not be long enough | |
Recognize the signs in the world? | |
Smell the rage in the air? | |
You shall reap as you have sown. | |
And you have reaped nothing but misery. |