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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:.