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The Battle

Stonehenge (pol)

The battle field armed knights
A sword in your hand is shining
They will be fighting soon
You better bid your mother
A man encased in black armour
He surly holds ring mail in hand
He wants to survive another hit
Or they'll drown a sword in his neck

Just go don't look back
Go and kill, kill your own child
That's why you're sword and shield
And a greed morders your eyes

Rise up your sword and fight
Don't surrender - fight
One moment of indecision and
A spearhead will drown in your blood

No, give me your hand, save
Your sword the battle's
Ended for long time
That's enough human's blood
That's enough human's blood

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