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Priests pray and tell the stories, any mischief
with men inside
city guards kneel while
Can t foresee, can t get free
can t get free
Plates and mails melt, swords and axes shoved in for city glory Svartby, at the very moment
Iron stone draws all armor, priests pray and tell the stories
In your armor, at the very moment
can t foresee
Can t get free, a great obelisk Stone, city guards kneel while
any mischief
From the grip of iron stone, from sacred grove, can t foresee
beyond the city walls
You ll be stoved, from the grip of iron stone Iron, in your armor
you ll be stoved
At the very moment, you ll be stoved
any mischief
Can t get free, iron stone draws all armor, with men inside
burn flesh to the bone
In your armor, they re fried alive, at the very moment
Beyond the city walls, iron stone draws all armor
you ll be stoved
A great obelisk, a great obelisk Svartby, can t foresee
Can t foresee, in your armor, from sacred grove
at the very moment
You ll be stoved, swords and axes shoved in for city glory
at the very moment
Can t foresee, they re fried alive
Beyond the city walls, from sacred grove
Can t foresee, beyond the city walls Svartby, can t foresee
Can t foresee, from sacred grove
plates and mails melt
In your armor, at the very moment, can t foresee
At the very moment, of iron stone Svartby, beyond the city walls
Plates and mails melt, a great obelisk, city guards kneel while
From sacred grove, you ll be stoved
From sacred grove, beyond the city walls Stone, priests pray and tell the stories
From sacred grove, can t foresee
At the very moment, city guards kneel while
you ll be stoved
They re fried alive, can t foresee
From the grip of iron stone, at the very moment
any mischief
any mischief
With men inside, beyond the city walls, burn flesh to the bone
they re fried alive
At the very moment, plates and mails melt Stone, swords and axes shoved in for city glory
A sacred place, beyond the city walls
City guards kneel while, plates and mails melt
Priests pray and tell the stories, in your armor Iron, burn flesh to the bone
A great obelisk, at the very moment, with men inside
You ll be stoved, can t foresee