Ungern - Glorification | Текст песни

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• Ungern
• Glorification

The new attacks of shambles are in the moon's embrace.
The Sacred Sun fell into oblivion.
The last blow was not struck.
The enemy had hidden himself and is biding.
The battle of 1917 on swords' blades
Is alive in the hearts of the few (who are) ready to go on.
The way has been known for a long time.
Glory to them.