Skyforger
Neighed The Battlehorses
The battlehorses were neighing,
waiting for the warriors.
Warriors sharpened their swords,
crossed them for an oath :
"I would rather lose my head,
not the land of my fathers."
The battlehorses were neighing,
waiting for the warriors.
Warriors sharpened their swords,
crossed them for an oath :
"I would rather lose my head,
not the land of my fathers."