Faith is the hammer in the hands of the People.
The Blacksmith forges and with perseverance turns the iron into a sharp Sword.
He spiritually arms the People for the final battle.
The Struggle transforms from an ideological one into a struggle for existence. The Blood of the Ancestors boils in your veins. The rustling of the leaves in the trees of the forest, panting of agony of the Ancestors in the ears.
No, I will deliver the Homeland.
You don't hear the roar of the Tribe, you feel it!
The Phalanx hits the ground and a yacht springs from the chests.
Now Agon is in favor of everything!
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The Blacksmith forges and with perseverance turns the iron into a sharp Sword.
He spiritually arms the People for the final battle.
The Struggle transforms from an ideological one into a struggle for existence. The Blood of the Ancestors boils in your veins. The rustling of the leaves in the trees of the forest, panting of agony of the Ancestors in the ears.
No, I will deliver the Homeland.
You don't hear the roar of the Tribe, you feel it!
The Phalanx hits the ground and a yacht springs from the chests.
Now Agon is in favor of everything!
@nzdbackup