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Blizzard would pierce the heart with the pain of Snows

The Spirit would rise in the Wrathful Fury

Through the brightest moment towards the Eternity

All the Mysteries would be revealed

The Secret of the Pride would appear

The Secret of the Bravery, the abomination of the fall

At once you'll forget the carefulness

At once you'll step towards the death with faith

Its' joy to spill the Blood

For the Sacred Land

Would shine upon you as a light of one thousand stars

The warcry of your brothers

It would be for you

The call through all the weakness, the bridge

Through the cowardness

Spit with scorn upon the barking dogs

The mud doesn't hold any memory

With your generation you would march hand in hand

Fight 'till Death for the native snows

A storm roaring in the night

...hatred

Dusk glean with the coldness

...hatred

Raven soaring in the distance

Beholds revenge

Glare, blackest glare in his eyes

-inspiration

At the first sound of the battle

Charge into the fight

Tearing all apart

The Spirit is born

Shadows for the age of yore

Rush in the twilight

Scarlet blood of sunrise

Remains in Infinity

Skies rip open with the thunder

Proud Spirit of the North returns!