Achaemenid - Battle for the Caucasus Тексты

High in the air
Upon the snow and ice covered valleys
Battle unfolds
Fight to the death
Fight for our land

The clash of swords
Laying siege to our enemies
White snow turns red
Clear mountain streams flow crimson
Hear the music of Battle
The might of the fight
To protect our land
Hails to our King
In battle may they fall
To Ahriman they shall go
To hell he shall take them
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