Текст песни UNLORD - Schwarzwald

And the night turns to black
And we light the fires
We gather round to tell the tales
Of wisdom so ancient
A past, glorious, strong
The elders sit and respect their sons
The battles of sin
Crusades to win
In armor made centuries ago
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We prepare for war
Repeating our words

"Father, our master, your law is total"
The boundaries are clear
The Schwarzwald is ours
You, who trespassed
The law is devoured

And the sun fades away
Give us the strength to conquer what's ours
Unholy the blood

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