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Tiny the path and winding the lane

All the goals far we 're trying to gain

Heavy the stones to build up the hill

But we build it of free will!



Only the cowered is running from chance

When a battle is waiting we start the offense

When our world is burning, we don 't try to flee

Death to the enemy!



When no longer blood and bones face the shields

You already ride on the heavenly fields

After the night arrives a new day



When a raven's guiding your way

I'm praising the Lord to be one of your crowd

One of the last and one of the proud

Life is a moment in death's mighty hand

To defend your       motherland

To defend your       motherland

Defend your        motherland!



Only the cowered is running from chance

When a battle is hiding we start the offense

When our world is burning, we don 't try to flee

Death to the enemy!



When no longer blood and bones face the shields

Your already ride on the heavenly fields

After the night arrives a new day



When a raven's guiding your way

I'm praising the Lord to be one of your crowd

One of the last and one of the proud

Life is a moment in death's mighty hand

To defend your       motherland

To defend your       motherland

Defend your        motherland!