Turisas rex regi rebellis

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Cold autumn rain, fields new-plowed
A sludgy bane, far from home
The time has come, our troops march on
A silent hum, a cheerful song
The snow iga north is where the fatherland
There cracks were hard on the stormy shore
There grew by the sword were sinewy arms
There gl For faith and for honor was mercy
We watered in Nevan's bath was a snorting horse
He sang over the Weichseln said happy come to the party
He sang over the Rhine where revenge stole
He drank from the Danube the emperor's shell
And we rode forward over plains and valleys
Sparks of fire ran from the courts
Said hailstones each cut like a hammer blow
Said brightens for the world a future day
In morning mist, dark lines stand still
With clenched fists, against her will
At the break of dawn, our forces assemble
A distant horn, soon cannons will rumble
A shroud of smoke, an iron breeze
A man of hope, hell unleashed
A glove of steel, frontline down
A white lone steed, a fallen crown
The snowy north is our fatherland
Where crackles were hard on the stormy shore
There grew by the sword was sinewy arm
There glowed for faith and for honor was mercy
Be comforted, that sighs In darkness and bonds!
We come, We come, we untie your hand
There no slave breathes in the frosty north
Freeborne we ride in lt for the word of God
At Breitenfeld we took Pappenheim in each arms
We wrote each name on Kronenberg's armor
We burned the beard of Tilly at Lech
We bled dde with royal blood by Lützen's hedge
And we ride far from every northern spar
To glowing doves with bleeding wounds
So the trumpets blare victory bids
Cut in , valiant ranks! Forward! With us is God
Men, on my command!
Out of the dust, past our ranks
Came a mount without a master
Blood-stained it strode all alone< br/>Each one knew The Oak had fallen
Hakkaa päälle Pohjan Poika!
Ride for revenge, we march again for the King and the mighty
Feel no fatigue, your wounds will heal when we've slain the foe
So greedy
Ride for revenge, we march again for the King and the mighty
Feel no fatigue, your wounds will heal when we've slain the foe
So greedy

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