| Now hear the thunder call, oh branded in thy mind
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| Eternal are the spirits, the secret of our kind
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| I took the life out of the dying battle
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| Remember now the sound of crashing metals
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| Woe to thee, hell’s baneful fellow
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| This flame of bloode is awaiting thy fall
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| Die by the hammer, die by the gods
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| Our wolven return, oh, and me at the fore
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| Die by the hammer, oh now they shall learn and
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| They shall regret ever invading the great olden northe
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| «Cattle die, kinsmen die, thyself (too) soon must die
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| Fair fame of one who (hath) earned
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| One thing, I ween, (that) will never die»
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| The good name will live on, the glory of the dead
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| Great deeds, great battlelore, the wisdom of the past
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| Die by the hammer, die by the gods
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| Our wolven return, oh, and me at the fore
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| Die by the hammer, oh now they shall learn and
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| They shall regret ever invading the great olden northe
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| Proud we will stand, together we’ll fight
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| Children of fyre unite
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| Bound by the oath, foregather to strike
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| Until the last child of fyre will rise
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| Come and taste the flame …
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| Proud we will stand, together we’ll fight
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| Children of fyre unite
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| Bound by the oath, foregather to strike
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| Until the last child of fyre will rise
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| Proud we will stand, together we’ll fight
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| Children of fyre unite
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| Bound by the oath, foregather to strike
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| Until the last child of fyre will rise
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| Will you taste the flame … |