Ablaze in Hatred - Howls Unknown | Текст песни

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• Howls Unknown

Silent is the path
Way to the fields of oblivion
I hold the blade, my beloved
Which turns all to good
In my mind...

Tainted by the blood

From the weak
I hold the price
Of an ancient soldier

So long I waited
So long I wanted
To show my pride
The highest stand of all

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