Wulfshon - 09. Natura Obscura (Prinnit Mittilagart'2011) | Текст песни

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• 09. Natura Obscura (Prinnit Mittilagart'2011)

I am the son of the wind
Reborn from ancestral ashes
from the depth of the light
my soul shouts wildly
in a desperate act to battle for the race’s destiny.

The perfume of the frozen leaves by the winter
and the reflection of my face on the frozen river
they are images and sensations that transmit me peace
in all this enormous infernal chaos.

I remember those wise words of my parents
those poetic histories of honor and misery
Footpaths that the life has shown me...
These histories are lived every day to learn to be free.

My blood boils, dazzles my thoughts
I will spill my hate on the insects that fall in front of me
I’ll be more and more immortal and I will live next to Odin. For ever.

My blood boils, dazzles my thoughts
I will spill my hate on the insects that fall in front of me.

Hidden nature, show me the real essence of your being
fill me with memories, set aflame my eyes
Set aflame my eyes.
Give me the reason and the sword to defend the real blood.


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