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Nov 2010
Bloodmark, swords and damnation.
I fought for the lost souls of the nations.
With such unbearable desire and passion.

Fuil ar mo aghaidh....

Secrets of three, veiled yet unhidden.
Lights upon the earth to cast away the forbiddens.
Pain and sorrow to deaden.

M'anam.......
Forget thy sins not...
Unreveal thy secrets not...

Mo chroΓ­ a fhΓ‘il ar bhealach...
For God love ist divine...
To those who dwell in His Shrine...

Dorchadas fhΓ‘il bΓ‘s...
Darkness finds death...

Solas teacht ar an saol
Light finds life...
Thanks to Keiran and Galman for the irish gaelic translations.....
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