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Firestorm is the second album by Tvangeste, released in 2003. Lyric: Under the Raven's black wings The winds of ruthless wrath are running and calling Troubling the heads of sleeping trees The moonlight flashes of the blinding hope in the birds' eyes. The raven in the moon's eyes is as black as a wound Under the black raven's wings The heated battle rages on mercilessly Shooting a myriad of arrows into the sky Breaking spears on the steel armor Pushing masses of corpses on the ground. Breaking into the twilight, cry, clang of iron And stamping of the hooves, shaking the earth, Saturating earth with the proud blood of warriors. The swords shatter human lives, The steel was shining and the air was getting hot From the menacing breath of people's wrath. And through the countless hordes of enemies Dripping drops of life on the way Through the dirt of Christ servants' rows Leaving the funeral fires behind Moving apart those who came to give death The warriors of free nation are stepping firm On the native land, pushing away the unwanted Paving the way to the victory with blood. My life is flowing through the veins of trees My love blossoms in the field My faith is breathing in the crowns of trees [repeat] Two powerful armies were getting closer And gnawed deep wounds in each other. On this crowd of mixed lives Sinking in rage and other people's blood The raven is circling, exaggerating the flame of war But Prussian sword is a true reward For those who came to strangle freedom For those who brought suffering to our land For those who wanted to entangle with lies And wrath held a sword And stroke the unwanted ceaselessly For troubling gods For that the brothers will not see another dawn Under the Raven's black wings The winds of ruthless wrath are running and calling Troubling the heads of sleeping trees The moonlight flashes of the blinding hope in the birds' eyes. The raven in the moon's eyes is as black as a wound Under the black raven's wings
