This is the journey on the wings of the wind
He guides the path of those who carry the
Message
At the place of sacrifice
The shouts from the decorated shields
With images terrifying
With terrifying images
Under the banner of the crow
I am marching
My gaze fixed on the other who
Advances I am not afraid
I am steel
In the head and in the heart
My blood is my honor
Voices break the silence and listening
Of a very fine sacred sound
And someone will not return home
Our standard bearer will fall 
And perhaps we will no longer see the Sun
But the Sun for us will rise 
Under the banner of the raven...

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