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• Artiste: Naer Mataron
• Titre: Praetorians
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On this long night I shall speak to the dead, the living and the unborn On this night, when the torches of time will bond them all Mystic land of fathers in communion with you To the honored dead I shall speak first I see your electrified shade and greet thee I worship you but see you not Exiled, enchained, the past life I have lost And as a ghost I can now see and embrace you Thy storm shall guard watery borders When the world is gone And when the fire gives birth to another from the ashes of the old To the dead have I spoken. Now to the living shall I speak For nine years my voice has not been heard Violence accompanied me, violence accompanies me Violence accompanies you, but loved me more She chose me, yet married me not Let's pay the honour, by raising it's banner high And avenge the sacrifice of our dead In the black nights glory will wed them with violence With a wreath of asphodel I have spoken to the dead and the living In the end shall I speak to the unborn Spirits of the future, we mourn thee with funeral chant But you shall be incarnated with paeans Dark, unborn - you shall be born in a dilapidated land A thousand reasons to fear her A thousand reasons to deny her And only one to rise and join us Into that blood river of time