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Sanatçı: Mongol

albüm: The Return


The elders speak of a tale of old
The prophet's stories that could soon unfold
Tarvaa tells of the great one's return
A new age in which nations will burn
They stand no chance, this world will be ours
Our fate is determined by sky and the stars
To live or die is not the will of one's own
The rebirth of an empire, as the blind one hath foretold
When shadow swallows sun and stars
When the wind howls like wolves in the night
Out of such great darkness, our lord will return
Return

Gone are the days of our empire, never forgotten
To this day we sing praise to those lost so long ago
Gone are the heroes from tales of old, names eternal as the sky
Still we sing to the dead, praying for the return (return)

The elders speak of a tale of old
The prophet's story of a day drawing near
The return of the khan has been foretold
The day that left the world spellbound in fear
In fear

Rise, rise, rise from death
Temü-, Temüjin
Rise, rise, rise from death
Temü-, Temüjin
Rise, rise, rise from death
Temü-, Temüjin
Rise, rise, rise from death
Temü-, Temüjin
Rise, rise, rise from death (rise)
Temü-, Temüjin
Rise, rise, rise from death
Temü-, Temüjin

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