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"Night remains night until the end of ritual of sacrifice. Every survivor of their fury was offered to all the gods of their faith. Screams of tortured souls together with a lake of blood complete the perfect scene of a cruel reality." The sign of the Battle is Ray of storms ripping the skies Pray before the war begins Feel the fury of river god Rise the rite of the ancient guides What is written along the time Hell Beyond the infinity It's a kind of Shaman's realm Blood Springs on battlefield Darkness is here this nighttime (The) Clash of steel attack is over Raging forces of enemy The empire protects its ground Hear the sound of battlecry It's time! Praised be their rite Thy sight full of cruelty Deathly sentenced they burn Praised be their rite The dance of Sacrifice Doom of a battle lost is to die From Letras Mania