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The Night spill the blood

The end is coming soon

Looks like my last breath

But this will never be

My enemy isn’t better

His god is not my god

The freedom it’s mine

My kingdom will come

Fire! Leading my war

Blood! Feed my strength

Fire! Reaping the Skin

Blood! Breathe my victory

Born in blood

And fight till death

With the strength in our veins

Without afraid of the dark

Fire! Leading my war

Blood! Feed my strength

Fire! Reaping the Skin

Blood! Breathe my victory

I need ancient strength

Fire is the key

Sacrifice of the old men

And wear their dead skin

Desolation isn’t painful

Is proudly to absorb their strength

In a nocturnal profane rite

We will take away their skin

The blood is spilled in my body

Now we are just beasts

Fight for your life or obey

It will suffocate my soul

Fire! Leading my war

Blood! Feed my strength

Fire! Reaping the Skin

Blood! Breathe my victory

The enemy is shaking of fear

Eyes of fear, accept the defeat

The old skin protects my body

Their blood leading my steps

The Night spill the blood

The end is coming soon

Looks like my last breath

But this will never be

My enemy isn’t better

His god is not my god

The freedom it’s mine

My kingdom will come

Fire! Leading my war

Blood! Feed my strength

Fire! Reaping the Skin

Blood! Breathe my victory.