I walk listening the laments of the crows
in the darkest night and whiter moon that my skin  
my eyes fill of violence when seeing that all are diyng
the horror has arrived with the winter, the darkest forces resuscitate  
  
Swig the bitterness of the blood  
the hate and the rot I can smell  
the storms force to condemn  
fry snow it freezes my body  
  
I lean back next to a gelid lake  
I observe this whole destruction  
while I search in the darkness of the night  
the power to retaliate to those that have fallen  
the crow observes me, he cries and it claims vengeance  
Vengeance!  
  
the horsemen come closer  
my hate penetrates me  
I will pull up their heads  
I will reconquer my country  
my dark country  
I will put my banner in their bodies  
and the raven again will reign
jueves, 28 de agosto de 2008
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