Tekster: Lia Fail. Leipzig. Lonely Anguish.

There are wild places on those high peaks
Scary gorges and great big distances
Crossed by an ancient cliffs
Hard to be dimmed by the weight of war

Every night we have to sleep
Under a tree as shelter
Every day we look around
And we find more misery

Trees start losing their leaves
And keeping on our march
So much restless,restless
Far away is our home place
And here nobody listens
To our lonely angwish

Dawn is vanishing in the sky
With purple,and dew on our cheeks,
When the enemies arrive
In a storm of light

Being a soldier is atrocious
Bitternes is his companion
Its loyalty to him is
Stronger than death itself

Oh blessed eagles
Your wings cut the sky
Making the sun bleeding
We are loosing the eternity
Other marching awaits us
Like living weapons
We strike on earth
In our eternal fight

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