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• Artiste: Turisas
• Titre: Till The Last Man Falls
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Far away, Beyond the bay Rugged hills tower over the woods A fort stands steadfastly on each top No pinewood this enchanting at night, Nor water so blue or bright This is the land of the Fenns Once the trees were as old as the world Whole Tavastia was quiet and tranquil Now those days have gone by Left: mourning and loud war cries A chain of six bonfires blaze People start running back and forth In these distant towns of North Hundreds of years We've fought Thousands of men dropped their sword 'til the last man falls - We vow Blow Your horns, Prepare for war War ships float towards the town With crosses sewed on their sails The huge fort gates are boomed The ones left outside are doomed United agaist the cross We stand Suddenly all the people fell quiet The cloudless heavens turned scarlet Drumskins strongly boomed from the skies The signs of warfare were infront of our eyes See the battle raging - Grab Your sword A distant thunder rumbling - Bend your bows The great arrows fly, Stallions whine Long chains creak, Heath echoing Finally the victory is achieved Last enemies retreat Much blood have been spilled Hundreds of men been killed Cheering and celebrating can be heard Far away, Beyond the bay Rugged hills tower over the woods A fort stands steadfastly on each top When will the old Gods fall? For how long will the spirit live on? United against the cross we stand