PRAYER OF THE FIGHT
Anno: 1996
Gruppo: BIFROST (nr)
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Not kneeling always standong up
proud, I will leave it to you
with arms outstretched to the sun
ancient gods, I'm calling you
never fear the gods.
But confide in them
tyr, mars and ares
guardians of our quest.
Mighty gods of war
listen to my call,
revive our spirit,
guard our black legions.
In those dark and sordid hours
wisdom gives us comfort
may victory be quicker
with the help of your support
restore us the faith,
in sources and woods
sign of destiny
sun of revival.
proud, I will leave it to you
with arms outstretched to the sun
ancient gods, I'm calling you
never fear the gods.
But confide in them
tyr, mars and ares
guardians of our quest.
Mighty gods of war
listen to my call,
revive our spirit,
guard our black legions.
In those dark and sordid hours
wisdom gives us comfort
may victory be quicker
with the help of your support
restore us the faith,
in sources and woods
sign of destiny
sun of revival.