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It's the black magic spell
Of doom in the night tonight
This night foreverdark
It's the black magic spell
Of doom in the night tonight
This night foreverdark
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Horda
07:21
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Nije bilo bogova, a niti sudbine
Samo mi i u nama osjećaj vječnosti
I dok nam srca biju
Mi gazit ćemo i stepe i pustinju
I zemlja će pucat
I nebo će gorit iza nas
Kovali smo mačeve i klali dušmane
Mi smo vječni putnici u maršu pobjede
Nema više bogova, a niti sudbine
Samo mi i kopita, u nama osjećaj vječnosti
I dok nam srca biju
Mi gazit ćemo i stepe i pustinju
I zemlja će pucat
I nebo će gorit iza nas
Sjekire i mačevi, bičevi i vračevi
Horda gazi sve pred sobom
Štitevi i maljevi, prinčevi i kraljevi
Horda gazi sve pred sobom
Kopita i rogovi, đavoli i bogovi
Horda gazi sve pred sobom
Proplanci i čistine, obmane i istine
Horda gazi sve pred sobom
Horda, stiže horda
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Vašar Anno Domini 1457
00:35
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Svaka čast Mišo!
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Archduke Of Nemetin
06:41
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Zovi zovi nadvojvodu nemetinskoga
Dark is the hour when their
Preparations are complete
(Call for aid)
From the land of the south Skender-beg marches
Out to fight the
(Holy war)
Coming from the hill, it's the
Order of the dragon
Impaled by his will, the name is Vlad
And the order is to kill
Still outnumbered we are too few
Looking up to the sky for answers
Our hope lies in the fields of Slavonija
We should call the prince of cavalry
We should call the combat captain
All our bets now are in
On the archduke of Nemetin
Ride, ride, ride
Charge their battle lines
Trample them under
This land is mine
To crush the crescent under the full moon
This alliance between bible and spear
(Your end is near)
But Hunyadi falls (ooooooo)
Shatters under steel
Ride, ride, ride
Charge their battle lines
Trample them under
This land is mine
Evo zore evo dana, evo Jure i Bobana
Lijepo li je Hrvat biti, Hrvat, majko hvala ti Evo zore evo dana, unija se raspada
Light is the hour when he
Arrives on that field of cries
Left to witness are, only the
Heretics of Arian
Ride, ride, ride
Charge their battle lines
Trample them under
This land is mine
Die, die, die
Your end is nigh
Servants of the star
Your blood will dry
I am the archduke of Nemetin
I look up to the lights for answers
And the walls of the white room where doctors took me away
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Vastator Dei
05:41
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(Oh, hear the one)
In the hour of the darkest night
Shines the light of the brightest dawn
(He, who brings the light)
Denied by his closed heart
The still wasteful sons return home
Breathing incense at the sacred altar
The visions vivid
Prophets scrying the end of the world
Their expressions livid
Prepare now for the arrival of the king
The ritual is complete
The circle’s been drawn
The candles were lit
Bringer of light, angel of pride
The deal was sealed
Blood has been drawn
Hail the dawn
(Oh, fear the ones)
On the dawn of the final fight
We give ourselves to the pyre
(They who give their lives)
To fuel your strength with our bile and rage
Unpreserve us, World-Liar
The faithful walk into the searing light
Their lives devoured
Rejecting father, son and holy ghost
Their creation defiled
Prepare now for the arrival of the king
The ritual is complete
The circle’s been drawn
The candles were lit
Bringer of light, angel of pride
The deal was sealed
Blood has been drawn
Hail the dawn
Firstborn, the anointed one
Serpent son
With ambition to swallow the sun
Fear the watchful eyes of the tyrant in the skies
The everpresent glare, that deathly black stare
The scepter and the blade, the spectre and the shade
The one above
Learn the cunning lies of the serpent in disguise
The fires of hell, the black magic spell
That brings eternal bane to all who know his name
The one below
Abaddon, Mephisto
Gilgamesh, Belphegor
(Oh, hear the one)
Danica, Venera
(He, who brings the light)
Sirius, Morning Star
(As above, so below, Baphomet)
Aryan, Heretic, Prometej
(We call you now, come to us, bring us destruction this day)
Sathanas, Lukifer, non sanctus vastator dei
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War Prophet
06:09
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Flames evoked into the highest halls
Everlasting is the fury
Of a realm and a people scorned
The pain is gone but the misery remains
From the ashes of a dead world
A still beating heart is revealed
A hero takes up the mantle
To reclaim what once was lost
Undivided - as one
Reforged are the legions of doom
Born in the fire of its gods
Quenched in blood of its foes
Iron sharpens iron
Feeble flayed by the withering winds
And only the strongest remain
As the holy prophet marches into
War is on the horizon
Hear the hisses and the clamouring
Lines are formed waiting for command
Hero stands, hammer held high
Step by step we are marching
Into death into glory
Sound the tone of the horn of doom
Hero rides, hammer falls hard
Undivided - as one
Reforged are the legions of doom
Born in the fire of its gods
Quenched in blood of its foes
Iron sharpens iron
Feeble flayed by the withering winds
And only the strongest remain
As the holy prophet marches into
Triumph after triumph
Laying waste and desolation
To the lands, to the men, dominate
All beings in creation
Hear the rolling thunderstorms
Over screams of the human debris
The final hour has come
Blood turning into fire
Flesh turning into ash
Sinew torn from the bone
Bone ground into dust
Lives lost now reclaimed
Their skin turning into salt
Sins redeemed
With the only virtue
Eternal triumph
Flags of war
Prelude to the coming storms
Immortal dominion
Sacred empire
War prophet
War prophet
War prophet
War prophet
Flames evoked into the highest halls
Everlasting is the fury
Of a realm and a people scorned
And the cycle'll repeat again
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Arwat Osijek, Croatia
Metal band from Osijek, Hrvatska.
"I zemlja će pucat, i nebo će gorit iza
nas."
Arwat su:
Branimir Suhić: Vokal/Gitarist
Domagoj Suhić: Vokal/Gitarist
Matija Marković: Bubnjar/Udaraljkaš
Mislav Mihaljević: Vokal/Basist
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