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Old times of pagan customs

Times of darkness

Belong now to the past

Times have come

Where idols can't stand

Within the once dark land

A white realm arises

Crusaders for the Mighty

Enter the land with storm

Now upon the proud mountains

A holy throne is built

The time has come

For Christ to hold sway

Because the evil empire is defeated

Now the good hordes

Invade the scenery

That belongs to The Mighty One

Throughout the land

Christ's love is spread

To build this- a holy realm

Never will this white realm fall

Like the evil did...

Proudly I raise my voice to praise

The Almighty who won the fight

Who shed His blood...