Infernum - Black March | Текст песни

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• Infernum
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Descend.. in blades..
Eyes pale, and skyward.
Proud.. in Death..
Possessed, by honour.
Sound the horn, my Son--
The horror winds call forth...
Sound the drum, fair Noble--
Call forth the Thunder song...
Soak the Earth, with Blood--
The horror winds call forth...
Sound the drum, fair Noble--
Restore the Wolven laurel...
This is the route of red..
March ever-on!...
Through Night and through dread..
March ever on!...
Ascend.. in flames..
With arms, extending.
Proud.. in Death..
In embers, of honour.
Sound the horn, my Son--
The horror winds call forth...
Sound the drum, fair Noble--
Call forth the Thunder song...
Soak the Earth, with Blood--
The horror winds call forth...
Sound the drum, fair Noble--
Restore the Wolven laurel...
This is the route of red..
March ever-on!...
Through Night and through dread..
March ever on!...

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