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Boundless shadows, land of the hundred czars Hallowed warriors rest beneath the stars No more we ever speak of fields of reckoning No voice calling from the dark Names of gold Forged in wars of old The memory remains A vision of endless misery Woes of ours in vein Sons of Minerva, the fortune of the realm Call on our savior to wipe out all the traitors The Earth trembles as we gather ashore For the lands we swore to hold For our kingdom glorious Endless demons found us overnight Still, we're standing, basking in the light No more we ever speak of fields of reckoning No voice calling from the dark Days of old Wars victorious The memory remains Worlds falling away Sons of Minerva, the fortune of the realm Call on our savior to wipe out all the traitors The Earth trembles as we gather ashore For the lands we swore to hold For our kingdom glorious Sons of Minerva, the fortune of the realm Call on our savior to wipe out all the traitors The Earth trembles as we gather ashore For the lands we swore to hold For our kingdom glorious
Writer(s): Christian Linke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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