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A name uttered with fear |
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No smile, no tears |
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They'll crush your skull with a blow |
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And pile them in a row |
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The heart of Turisas was forged by four winds |
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In a smithy high up in the skies |
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On an anvil of honour, with a hammer of blood |
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The Four Winds pounded |
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Battle Metal! |
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As the battle rages the dearest to you, you hold in your hand - |
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And stick in their lungs! |
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An iron gaze of a hawk |
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Out of sight they stalk |
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Their arrows cut the air an they fly |
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Death from the sky |
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Thunder in their eyes |
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A riding demise |
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Storming over the men on the field |
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Breaking their shield |
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Take this sign into your heart and be brave |
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Let it lead you to your glory or your grave |
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Today! |
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Hear me, my warriors |
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Soldiers from all the edges of the world |
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Let us join our forces |
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To an army, united |
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Four winds will guide us |
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The Heart of Turisas will lead our way |
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Our drums echo: Forward march |
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Our horns cry for victory |
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Boldest of them all |
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They've answered the call |
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Their arms were strenghtened by the work of their swords |
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They'll march till they fall |
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The heart of Turisas was forged by four winds |
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In a smithy high up in the skies |
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On an anvil of honour, with a hammer of blood |
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The Four Winds pounded |
