In the Dawn we stand on the battleground, sword by the side, feel the hammers’ pound. Drink our last wine, we are taking our horses. Awaiting our enemies, feel no remorse. No fear inside, make
Absurd – Last Breath
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In the Dawn we stand on the battleground, sword by the side, feel the hammers’ pound. Drink our last wine, we are taking our horses. Awaiting our enemies, feel no remorse. No fear inside, make