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Lyrics:
It is a language confusion After the greatest flood No way to find a solution Our hope went down in the mud Northern sky is the direction The course is a prophecy While our red brothers Spread wisdom in the west
It is a new destination A voyage of flesh and blood That is the only solution To escape from the Armageddon lot In search of the Dryland The sea is cold and rough But we follow the Black Sun And the sign of our gods
It is a new destination A voyage of flesh and blood That is the only solution To escape from the Armageddon lot In search of the Dryland The sea is cold and rough But we follow the Black Sun And the sign of our gods
We have to be restless We have to rebuild the world In the shade of the darkness Till the sun will rise again
Tuatha de´Danann let's row
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