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~ By Courtesy of Others ~

The Berserker

At the field
With sword and shield
Under the Northern star
Preparing for war.

Spill there blood Ošin.
Break my mind.
Rip these scars open.
Lead me blind.

Letting out a howl
In bearskin mail.
They lead the horde.
Many will be lost all across the board.

Spill there blood Ošin.
Break my mind.
Rip these scars open.
Lead me blind.

With their weapons of might
No steel shall bite.
So onward we fight
Into the night.

Spill there blood Ošin.
Break my mind.
Rip these scars open.
Lead me blind.

© Drknss 2005

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