I enter the world of my forefathers
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I initiate into the secrets of the forgotten Europa
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I hear the clatter of the swords
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I hear the voice of war
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I live between them
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I become an ancient hero of the battle
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I hear the voice of Leonidas, standing in the Thermopylae
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I attack in the east by the side of Alexander the great
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In the war of Troy, in the greatest to fall, Achilles
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In the frozen Northern seas
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At the lands of Vikings
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In the northern skies
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In the Celtics, I descend back in time
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In a Celtic winter, in a cold battle
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Revitalization, my lungs are filled with Europa
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Beyond the fog of history, I handle Mythology
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The folklore, the ancient customs
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The forgotten Gods of this locus
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In Walhalla and in the Elysian fields
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Ancestor-Worship
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Naer Mataron |