| Among the battlefield
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| The lifeless steel shines bright
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| Somebody’s groaning near
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| He knows he doomed to die
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| Soon Semargl will bring them down
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| Into the land of the Chosen One
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| Where they will get their bless
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| Into the Reign of Silence
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| The last rays of the Sun
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| Are fading in their eyes
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| Among the Battlefield
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| The Lonely raven cries
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| So far away from friendly home
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| Out of the land of Thousand Bogs
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| And they preare to fade
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| Into the Reign of Silence
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| The cold touch of skies
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| To all those who die
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| The winds from beyond
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| Are bringing the Night
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| Almighty Peroun take us to your realm
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| Soon Silence will rule
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| In this Pagan Reign
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| The Wisemen in white
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| Said Blessed is who’s died
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| Preparing the death
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| They are making the Rites
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| Semargl will meet
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| Them at Golden Gates
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| Now there is no hate
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| Just equal in death
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| The Radiant God is fading away
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| The Gloomy Semargl is coming to change
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| They silently talk to the Homeland
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| Good Bye. |
| This time is to die
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| Their life now flows away
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| And souls now leave their hearts
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| And nevermore again
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| They’ll be back to the land of Sun
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| The last rays of the Sun
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| The last drink of the air
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| And they prepare to die
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| To go to Silent Reign |