Песня: The Call Of Mother Earth Signs will come from above Red skies drown on shores Our gods, fires draining dawn
They'll come from all the province They'll ride and yell for the honour of the clan They'll rise in funeral thunder Prepare the heathen night rite
As the wounds will heal in dance shades Time has come to praise divine signs Calling the ancients, invoking the brave Released by their power, the land is ablaze
She came to honour devoted sons It is the time for them to rise To reach the place where the ancient souls dwell
Stones beaten by the winds Will open the gates to the ancestral vault Flames of wisdom will burn Bursting out in thunder provoking night frost
Invoking the moonshades, heathen servants will call them Our souls will rise in fires, burning as flames of candles solemn Nocturnal chants sound loud and proud Advancing to the ancient sanctuary The blood is flowing, another clansman will pass away Memories to honour, as nocturnal winds will take this Son of Earth Devoted souls gather among the shadows Starting the tribal dance
Then they will rise, one by one Under a moonless sky, they will give praise to their ancient heroes They will unchain the memories that once were past Rains have drawn the signs The tribe is born
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