Dead heroes are already buried
Cutted wings, bloody face
White hope, tide of unrest
Give me your hand, brother, rage like a wolf!
The work is not done, there is no remorse
The cup was poured into the blackened hearts

The thirst is quenched, sweet lips
Void and the abyss - fratricidal war
My blood… my sweat… my pain…

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