Woorden: Turisas. The Varangian Way. Fields Of Gold.

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Long is the way we have come
Still, nothing changes under the sun
The day we lay ahold
The wind rocks the fields of gold

Zer sum is the name of the game?
Gain or lose
My win
Is your loss
Have your cake and eat it too

Long is the way we have come
Still nothing changes under the sun
Few have found the stone
Searching for the fields of gold

The finest of craftsmen forged
For day and night
Deep down
Lost at sea
Their great feat now lies

Is a draw the only win?
Would a tie double the loss?
A fight
For existence
Life-death: 0-0

Long is the way we have come
Still nothing changes under the sun
Firmly we keep our course
Fighting for fields of gold

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