Naer Mataron - Diastric fields of war • correction
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Polemos!
A man hides, changes names. and he attacks
Bright, strong cuts through the dark
In black holes, in distant dimensions he invades
For the dark night, for unique moments.
The dawn breaks golden, the war gets stronger
I look for you, I ask for you, I scream your name.
Exetlaios
Exetlaios warrior, ancient guard, sign our path
"another spring the stars promise, an eagle holds the glory"
The dance begins, the war proclaim, high destructive flames
A galaxy talks for a tribe
In space walks this tribe.
Polemos!
Vachic celebrations, mainades!
The mind of zeus-zagrefs
Exetlaios adored the sign of war
Death bursts and the oracles wake
As the temples take revenge
In a mystic realm, a new generation springs
And from a temple the weapons came in sight
Ancient sorcerer geometers, changes
The diastric fields of war