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411 - Текст песни Iberian Werewolf Warriors
The wind blows in the cold nights of Winter
 While the snow falls in distant forest suspended in time
 Sacred trees grow up high, where spirits of the damned fauna
 Pale full moon that spread your light leading children of the shadows
 Those who were banished to the darkness of the night
 With the arrival of the foreign cross
 Bajo un circulo de sagradas piedras, el hombre anciano pronuncia el nombre de la bestia
 Las almas de los guerreros dandoles fiereza en la batalla411 - Iberian Werewolf Warriors - http://ru.motolyrics.com/411/iberian-werewolf-warriors-lyrics.html
 Espiritu de la gran sombra gris, que hiciste del bosque tu bastion, y de la montana tu reino
 Runes decorate our swords and shields, as in days gone by
 Your spirit will live in our heart, and your eyes will be our eyes
 In a night of revenge
 Where blood will be drunk in forbidden rituals
 The snow falls tonight in December over our faces
 While the full moon leads the Iberian Werewolf Warriors' souls

















