| Hot fire, black smoke —
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| Burn houses, around all are dead.
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| I have remained one. |
| Enemies send away,
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| Left me to the mercy of fate.
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| Long years I waited for one —
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| To revenge for myself and for my race.
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| Only owing for it I have survived,
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| Having tempered soul and a body.
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| I was not broken with difficultes.
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| And a sword now — continuation of my hand.
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| Day and night I went on a trace
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| Of my enemy — the deadly enemy.
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| And here at last I face to you.
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| All your people are dead.
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| You cannot overcome me In fact the truth on my side.
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| Dance of swords, dance of death
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| Heavy breath, the ring of steel.
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| Enemies reter in the last to fight.
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| Only the one will live alive.
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| The sun sparkles on swords,
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| Fury burn in opinion of.
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| Through so much years
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| They have again met last time.
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| And here you at my legs
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| Live last minutes.
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| Farewell, my enemy! |
| The revenge has come to pass,
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| I have nothing to wish more! |