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Music & Lyrics : Sotiris)
When the fields are redlike a crimson robeand the name of the "
King" who wearsthis robe is MA
Nthe waves of wrath have been releasedto drown the "sinister" and different.
Noble causes sink in oceans of bodieswhere flesh and steel is one.
Memories of Ancient Warsremove the frozen bonds of time.
Solo : Sotiris
Return to Carthage
Ages have passedand "savage" hordes have bowedto the "true" Gods.
Glory is a whore that seduces even apriest but few are those who taste herkiss upon the piles of those that shebetrayed.
Return to Carthagein bitter ironythe proud city lies raped.
Gods of order, Gods of chaos:"
Till the next time,when our pawns will move againin the fields of our endless battle"...
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