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From the land which hasn't entered yet into the history |
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From the depths of swamps we are bringing |
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Proudly our name |
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As night, kissing the moonlight -rebel children living in twilight |
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Like wolves... ...some named us so... union with people from the sign |
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Of the half moon |
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To crush the golden walls of earthly heaven |
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To strangle the pestilence |
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Th the lands of mighty |
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Empire Others even think about us with fear |
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We invaded a state with a sword |
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In ours hands |
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Roma means nothing |
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In the land of |
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Slavs Today forests sing about the legend |
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Long forgotten spirits |
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Whose names nobody remembers now |
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Waiting their day to reborn |
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Their visions of past |
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Are torturing our souls |
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Whispering in the dark |
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They will come again |
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To reign supreme |
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Believe my woods |
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From unrememberance |
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From Fire and |
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Water Ancient powers gather |
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From the burnt |
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Arcona ... |
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From the Pagan |
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Vastlands! |
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Black horse rides across the sky |
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With a sword we will open the amber gates of |
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Nawia! Dzieci |
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Svantevitha nienawidza |
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Chrystusa! |
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Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidza boga-kryza! |