From far the drums are calling
The empire is falling
Flames burning the hands
That built our fatherland
Hear us, our Lord
We claim for our right
To keep our ancient land
And never fear the fight
Shaman's
Ringing voice were lulling our
Cradles
For centuries our souls were forged of
Our folk went through the bloody fight for
Freedom
We'll always be prepared!
Always look around
When hyenas appear
And try to make you fear
Your old familiar ground
The stars guided our way
Don't let our history burn
We're calling our Gods
And justice to return
Shaman's
Ringing voice were lulling our
Cradles
For centuries our souls were forged of
Our folk went through the bloody fight for
Freedom
We'll always be prepared!

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