Grimwind - Lupercal
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The thunder of hundreds of victories will not subside forever,
The thunder of thousands of victories will still sound!
In the darkness of eternal dreams carrying the truths of the light,
A sword flowing with blood,
Furning the religions of false priests,
With a cold reason and rage of a wolf,
With dirt equal to the remains of enemies
For the sake of the living and in revenge for the dead!

Lupercal!
The sky crumbles, ashes - steel!
Lupercal!
We are all the chosen ones of the moon
Lupercal!
And our truth - we are armor!
The sky crumbles, ashes - steel
And the victorious cry: Luperkal !!!

With their arrival, the battle became the massacre:
On the fiery wings with a grin of animals,
The firmament forcing someone else's blood to boil
Under the clang of the holy became crimson swords,
Warriors descend the glorious victory;
So that the corpses of enemies become raven,
Dispersing the moon with a bright light,
For the sake of the living in revenge for the dead!

Lupercal!
The sky crumbles, ashes - steel!
Lupercal!
We are all the chosen ones of the moon
Lupercal!
And our truth - we are armor!
The sky crumbles, ashes - steel
And the victorious cry: Luperkal !!!