Clandestine Blaze - Last Morning of Old North | Текст песни

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Blow of new winds,
against your face
cold rain no more cleanses northern soil
what never felt like yours, is recognized
feeling of belonging arises,
when it's taken away

Last Morning of old north
calling for it's soldiers
Ahead is unknown times
where becaming slave of the enemy

In these shadowed woods
and bright lakes
lives spirit of nordic beast
still burning deep in the chest
suffocated by the victories of the enemy
denied by it's own traitors, willful slaves.

Last Morning of old north
calling for it's soldiers
Ahead is unknown times
where becaming slave of the enemy

How long the beasts will be sleeping?

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