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In the summer night, blades shined crimson

With the blood of brothers

Betrayed by the lust for power and fear

Three eves of slain countrymen

Victims of the coward's doctrine

To deceive the homeland's will

They cry out his name in death

Young warriors cut down without honor

Without knowledge of their king's treachery

Set on course

To ruin

To fire

To plague and death again

A path twists away from destiny

And we are thrust into perdition when

The wolf is loose