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Graveland / Honor
Raiders of Revenge
Split digipack '2000
1.
Into Death's Arms
Run
2.
Blacksmiths of Destiny
Run
3. Source of my power
Run
Into Death's Arms
Forward my brothers for blood
and honour
May rage lead you to fight
We will go there where soil
lusts for blood
And where detah looks for new
victims
To Fight !
Today our swords will shine in
the fires of Battle
Today our shields will crush our
enemies
Where fire and detah and rivers
of blood
I will find my ancestors’ pride
To Fight !
Lead us spirit of fight and
revenge
Lead us into fire, into death
arms
Following the voice of shed
blood of our brothres
In fires of victory, we will
find our ancestors’ pride
Our is fortitude, power and
might
Our spitit, faith and rage
Eagle comes !
Sounds of horns summon for a
battle !
In my veins runs Gods’ blood
There is spirit, steel and
thunderbolt in my blood
My blood is ready to fight
Today I will feed wolves with my
foes’ carcass
Our is soil, blood and honour
Our swords, flags and eagles
Eagle comes !
Sound of horns summon for a
battle
It is high time for eagles to
have their nets
And weapon be clean by blood
And anger and pain harden our
hearst
Let’s prove our courage in a
bloody fight
To fight !
Eagle ! be with me and take care
of me when I die
When death does not let me fight
anymore
Lead my soul to Gods
My ancestors are waiting for me
To fight !
Eagle’s shingle garnish my
helmet
I’m strong because strong is my
faith
I’m here where spirits of my
ancestors are
I’m here and I guard their
strongholds
Our is fortitude, power and
might
Our spitit, faith and rage
Eagle comes !
Sounds of horns summon for a
battle !
Each of us wage his our war
Let’s be brave and in flexible
Each of us rage his our war
Let’s be brave and courage and
Don’t be too long when brothers
ask for help
Our is soil, blood and honour
Our swords, flags and eagles
Eagle comes !
Sound of horns summon for a
battle !
Back
Blacksmiths of Destiny
From fire and earth the power
was born
In red tongues of fire
Blacksmiths of destiny froged
steel
Hot redness became a cold death
And the day came when stell
lusted for blood
And death and terror were our
deeds
Our destiny was bound foreve
In this smooth cold blade of
steel
Earth drawn in seas of blood
Fire and smoke on the sky
Cry of women and old men
Remains of blood on my hands
Wounds and sears on my body
And memories of past battles in
my head
Gods gave us a great gift
Cruelty became easy thing to do
We went to distant lands with
victory flags
Graves are proof of our deeds
We proved our bravery
Lords of heavens and hell are
satisfied
Crime became virtue
Death is the only salvation for
our enemies
From war to war, from battle to
Battle
We walk the way of destiny
He learn how to fight and be
perfect killers
Bewitched by hatred bound in
steel
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Source of my power
The source of my power is here
Where I was born, here my
ancestors
Spilled their blood
There are the barrows and mounds
The source of my strength is
here
Where I rise my folk’s banner
Where my faith and pride
Speak to me
The source of my might is here
Where every might my ancestors’
spirits
Visit their mounds
Here past battles were waged
Where courage was each man’s
virtue
Every morning when sun rises
I rise my sword to heavens
I will not break my word given
to this sail
I will fight to the last breath
I will win or die
One day we will hear sound of
horns and drumms
Summoning us for a Battle in
bright rays of sun
We will go brave and proud
without fear
For the last battle of Gods
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