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Low the hunter of northeast realm, tooth for totem and beast for helm
Descendants of the last neantherthal,
climed our fathers the cliffs of the mountain of oral
Their blades were bronze and long and never
dull, bound for hides and for the taking of skulls
Through the centuries we have endured on
the path of the hunter that perpare us for war
We take thropies of the dead,
so be careful not to lose your precious head
This is ancient holy ground by the king announced
With sidian recurves up on dragon wings
the red haired asked brought the line of kings
Salmation mother nurtured royal blood
and in kayno the children ascended to gods
We take thropies of the dead,
so be careful not to lose your precious head
This is ancient holy ground by the king announced
We take thropies of the dead,
so be careful not to lose your precious head
This is ancient holy ground by the king announced
We take thropies of the dead,
so be careful not to lose your precious head
This is ancient holy ground by the king announced