Sand Greek by Voice
It's the night on the battle fields
The souls of the murdered warriors
Go around
Any cry for revenge
Here I am, born to save my nation
Come and fight with you, here is the location
See the blood red sky tonight
Thousand warrioirs have died
The wolves roaming cross the battle ground
The souls of the dead they have found
Wolf warriors running up the hill
Searching for the enemy to kill
I call my nation!
Can you hear me in the darkness?
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