Vätteanda (Em Inglês)
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Gnome spirit
With screams and howls thousand ravens call
We blaze our trail out from the mountain and holes
Claws like swords, jaws of wolves
Towards come gnomes, tasting our flames
We drink your blood, our life sap
For the first time in a millenium
Blood and corpses mark the boundaries
We are here, we are here. gnome spirit
Eyes shine amongs the forest, beak and jaw
Flesh shall be torn for the unhallowed throne
Stillborn childs and carrying mothers
They taste the best in the mist of the night
Tear, brothers, tear!
Tear, brothers, tear!
Tear, brothers, tear!
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