Hail to England.
Allein schon wegen „Blood of my enemies“ und Bridge of death“.
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The world is grey, the mountains old The forge's fire is ashen and cold No harp is wrung, no hammer falls The darkness dwells in Druin's hallsHail to England.
Allein schon wegen „Blood of my enemies“ und Bridge of death“.
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The world is grey, the mountains old The forge's fire is ashen and cold No harp is wrung, no hammer falls The darkness dwells in Druin's halls