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• Artiste: Protest The Hero
• Titre: Limb From Limb
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Split the sky asunder A noble huntress of the clan In your left hand raise a sword, in your right hand cast a spear Summon all the things that bastards (hiding in the woodland) Crack their skulls in the cauldron For invading our front and, She'll stop the hammer fall Just know this place could burn us all We forge our weapons in the furnace So our eyes like oak tree's stump (Tonight) beg before me and I'll heed your appeal With your final words be grateful you die by Irish steel Do not crawl before us, your fate has been revealed The heavens would not desecrate their names with your admittance Do not bleed before me, I will not heed your appeal With your final words be grateful you die by Irish steel Do not beg before me, your fate has been revealed Do not crawl before me, I will not heed your appeal Son of flesh I cast you out into exile for reverence Flidais rides again Flidais rides again She is the forest, she is the rain She is the huntress, she is the.. (She) is the dusk and (she) is the dawn (She) is the moon and (she) is the sun See her bellow out See her, see her bellow out in anger See her raise the infant fawn She is drawn by a God of sovereignty (She is) here (She is) gone (She is) here (She is) gone She is gone