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Adorned Brood
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Furor Teutonicus
The moon lets proudly glisten the warpaint and spikes the knights they stand over there watching in the dark are fearless while they think That could be the last beautiful night.
Be willing to die and to kill the swords, axes and shields are shining dreadful in the moonlight 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 then they raise their fists and scream their warcry
Furor Teutonicus
The horde blows the enemies the swords are drilled into the bastard's bodies axes chop off and split their heads the battle was won
The battlefield was a sea of blood and pain
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