Spirit of the Forest - Gathering | Текст песни

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• Spirit of the Forest
• Gathering

Gathering, gathering of seven, on the hill
Seven souls, looking through masks, close the circle

They appear, those who hate us
Get closer and stare at us

They profane our tranquility
Affected mind, in total insanity
Now they arrive, our circle is broke
We are weakened...

They are two hundred, we are seven
So we stay here, and look 'em hate us
Taken in trap, we are ravens
Ravens who cannot flee

No one speak, no one move, but inside we burn
When time comes, we stand up and confront the enemy

They are too much, we have to leave we are weakened

You! Unclean, beat us this time
But later, it will betray you

Don't think we falled forever
We will strike back without warning

Empty eyes, have mucks up our souls
In the future we shall be stronger
Later, another reality will appear under your eyes
The cruel reality, our reality

Our horde have grown
Our hate even more
The gathering