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Dominus Praelii

Do you know an ancient, battle that has done Where the forces of rage, stood on A chalice of blood was just welcome And a spell of disgrace, has ever

Like a wave of flames in the grass The legend started and spread He carried the glory in his soul And his prize was extreme force The creatures of land

They used to arouse the spark Setting on fire the unholy flame Crossing trenches in the dark Ruthless legion is their name Brought axes on their back

Comming fast, within the night Raging off the sound of drums Brighter than hell, shine rays of light Battalions of power carrying their weapons Claiming

Hatred in my mind Riding Alone among hot mist On the road in a high speed I have flying wings Rage into my spirit Iron around my fist I never say its