TURISAS - The March of the Varangian Guard
Finlande - Extrait en version acoustique de l'album en édition limitée "Stand Up and Fight" (2011) / Paroles: The sun rose over the wasteland,
As far as the eye can see,
Sand fills the vast plains of Serkland,
It's vultures jeering at me.
But they can circle until they drop dead,
I have not come this far,
To end, but to pursue my own thread,
To join The Varangian Guard.
Guards of glory and of might,
Red as blood and black as night,
Flies our banner as we march,
In the East, for the king of the Greek.
There's men of the cross and the hammer,
A few of the moon crescent,
Men simply searching for glamour,
Some concealing their royal descent.
The axe-bearing foreigners they have aptly named us,
All we've come from afar,
Diversity is what unites us,
We are The Varangian Guard.
Guards of glory and of might,
Red as blood and black as night,
Flies our banner as we march,
In the East, for the king of the Greek.
Guards of glory and of might,
Red as blood and black as night,
Flies our banner as we march,
In the East, for the king of the Greek.
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