Gerstenat (With Brim-filled Pints)
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Gerstenat (With Brim-filled Pints)
Drenched in blood, so will be our fatherland.
In moonlight the battlefield lies beckoning,
That raises spirits with sword in hand.
A new day is dawning, a day of reckoning
And as the earth began to tremble, as the fights warred a far.
So take another cup of ale my friend and listen well...
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