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The Call of the Oricalco's horn - text

Million legions koně up behind our baks

The clamor resounds within the whole plain
the ecstasy overcomes our men

It's an honor to be in the frontline
Attack witch ire break his rows

Unleash your fury.Sow the panic
Stab his heart break his shields

Transform him into a hero a blood bath

Destroy his towns burn his flesh

Honor the gods enslave them all
Take out his heart and steal his unholy soul

Sentenced by the eternity to be your last slave

You feel the power in the battlefield
enthroned as a prince of war

Not dominate your wrath and your hands tremble
Being the elected one before the very god's eyes

Born to reap lives
Take out his heart and steel his unholy soul
Sentenced by the eternity to be your last slave

Everything that has been murdered by you in battle will be you servant in Heleim

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