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Le Tonnerre De Dieu

Raise your swords up high See the black birds fly Let them hear your rage Show no fear, attack Charge your horses across the fields Together we ride

See them gathered on the plains now See an army strong and vast As long as one of us remains here None of them will ever pass Here they come so raise

The blade I swing is black as night Black as my soulless heart It bears the burden of many lives But I don't feel remorse I lent my sword to anyone Willing

The pack of wolves are closing in (Now, hear the howling beasts) They move fast through winter woods (And soon it's time to feast) A vicious hunt on

We rode the rivers of the eastern trail Deep in the land of the Rus Following the wind in our sails And the rhythm of the oars No shelter in this hostile

I feel a chill in my heart Like lingering winter cold I and my son are torn apart He was just 6 winters old My first born was he and the last of my kin

Blood gushes from the wound The cut is wide and deep And before I turn around He falls to his knees A clear song rings in the blade When steel meets

The enemy has come for you Hear the pounding thunder hooves There's no time to run or hide Draw the weapon from your side When they ride out from morning

Finally the storm arrives Our wait is at an end Under dark winter skies We make our final stand For each of us there are four of them It matters not