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- Падшие От Его Руки
There goes the siren that warns of the air raid,
Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak.
Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne,
Got to get up for the coming attack.
Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines,
Remove all the wheelblocks there's no time to waste.
Gathering speed as we head down the runway,
- Песнь Падших Богов
Gods Of War
Father On Bended Knee
I Ask Thee
Raise Thy Hand
We The Sons Of Odin
Await Thy Command
Born Under The Sign