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BLACK RAVENS IN THE SKY

CIRCLING THE BATTLEFIELD

WHERE SWORDS ARE STAINED IN BLOOD

OF PROUD NOW FALLEN KINGS

THE FOG OF WAR OVERS THE SOIL

WHERE DYING WARRIORS LAY

WITH BROKEN WEAPONS

REFLECTING ENDLESS HATE

THE STENCH OF BURNING FLESH

OF PROOF OF VICTORY

A WORLD RIPPED APART

THE GROUND STARTS TO BLEED

THE STRENGHT OF PAGAN LEGIONS

CONSUMED BY GLORIOUS RAGE

GREAT SOLDIERS OF THE EMPIRE

WILL SET THIS LANDS IN FLAMES

WAITING FOR A PAINLESS DEATH

TO FACE THE FLAMES OF HELL

AGAINST MY ENEMIES

AND TASTE THE COLD STEEL

WINDS OF SORROW

STORMING TRAGEDIES

RAVENS FEAST UPON REMAINS

OF COUNTLESS VICTIMS

THE WOLVES OF WAR

DEMAND THE BATTLE SWEAT

UNDER AREDDISH MOON

RESOUNDS THE HORNS OF FATE

A DAY OF SWORS AND AXES

A DAY OF BROKEN SHIELDS

A TYRANT´S BLOODY DREAM

THE RAVEN HARVEST