Текст песни The Great Stone War (Winds of Plague) с переводом

It’s all boiled down to this:

A futile attempt to sway the struggle

We’re all destined to perish

Put down by your self-seeking greed

With the great clashing of titans,

Unveil the power of contrasts

Crush them like a stampede of mammoths

Wipe them from the face of the Earth

Hold…

With our shield or on it,

Fight with the strength of 100 men

Forcing out a battle cry

Straight through the opposition

Angels, warlocks, arise

Now the world,

Half-drenched in blood,

Shall die

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