Elanor - In Glory We Bathe


The light of the rising sun
Blinks on the chain mails
On a thousand blades
On the sharpened steels

In the awakening wind
Our banner waves
We're going to war
For home and for freedom

The victory will be ours
Follow me, my brave brothers!
We stab them in their retreat
There's no mercy for cowards!

Storm rises on the field
A savage storm of blades
See the dying enemies
And the lights in their eyes

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