歌词
Shafts of morning dew, fade to dusk
Fires in the distance, make shadows dance
Under this
Blood Red
Sky, a million martyrs died
And beneath the pale moon's face
They shall
Again Arise...
Some things are best left in dreams
Reality, can be a cruel mistress
Are your lessons learnt?...
Chapters close, veins collapse
A passage ends,
A rite is earnt...
Their Blood hath quenched the land
Their spirit has set the stone
And forever the
Pagan lands shall cry
With a heart so heavy... ...and limbs so weary
Let no man for his sins atone our days of
Glory have gone...
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