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Midgard's cold and hatred reigns hunger and disease |
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Fenris is set free again, chaos is unleashed |
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The storm of death sweeps the shores |
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Famine sweep the land, ties of kinship is no more |
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Sons die by their father's hand, two men meet on battleground |
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Their eyes are full of hate, by sacred oaths both are bound |
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Death will be their fate, they share the blood of once proud men |
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Yet foes they have become, one fights for truth, the other for faith |
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Perish has begun |
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Here comes the bloodshed |
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It's the age of bloodshed |
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Here comes the bloodshed |
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It's the age of bloodshed |
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Two brothers meet in battle heat, both will die to day |
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No victory and no defeat, death is their only way |
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In their eyes is no remorse, they make their final charge |
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Thrusting their swords with mortal force, piercing each other's hearts |
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Here comes the bloodshed |
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It's the age of bloodshed |
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Here comes the bloodshed |
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Prepare for bloodshed |
