Birth Of The Hero-Tvangeste

[ti:Birth Of The Hero] [ar:Tvangeste] [al:Firestorm] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Birth Of The Hero - Tvangeste [00:19.35]The spirit of Prussia [00:21.10] [00:21.73]Will burn in hearts [00:22.93] [00:24.00]Until the holy flame of Perkuno is burning [00:26.84] [00:27.47]In the heart of sacred woods [00:29.44] [00:30.47]Invisible for eyes [00:32.43]Of simple mortals [00:33.89] [00:37.25]The thunder announces the birth of the hero [00:40.36]In nightly silence [00:41.77]Of the sleeping earth [00:43.00]And the lightning's brightening the baby's face [00:45.98]And his first cry [00:47.25]That [00:47.47] [00:48.01]Breaks the darkness [00:49.26]And fierce wind echoes the baby's cry [00:52.10]And thrills the sky anticipating the events [00:55.61]Tears off the leaves from ancient trees [00:58.53]Rejoices the great omen [01:02.38] [01:26.41]New born mind as blank paper [01:29.75]Empty light [01:30.75] [01:31.39]Like the calm surface of water [01:33.43]As the grown sprout tears the air apart [01:37.71] [01:38.56]Gathers dust of life [01:40.84] [01:41.42]On the fresh leaves [01:43.83]And with the long root absorbing dirt [01:47.48]From all that are going to rotten near [01:51.00]The sprout is hardening [01:53.59]It doesn't want to [01:55.72] [01:56.27]But it will wither like those near that couldn't leave [02:02.77] [02:03.29]The sprout is hardening [02:05.94]It doesn't want to [02:07.97] [02:08.64]But it will wither like those near that couldn't leave [02:15.15] [02:30.49]Born to be defender of native land [02:34.74]Born to be rain giving life [02:39.13]Born to be free as a proud bird [02:43.50]Flying in the sky [02:47.25] [02:47.87]Born to be stronger than sword and the storm [02:52.23]Born to be the river's flow [02:56.62]Born to be boiling wolf's blood [03:00.96]To be flame of hope [03:04.71] [03:05.34]Born to be himself amongst the lost souls [03:15.42] [03:48.74]Black hands of storm clouds clenching the sun [03:53.20]The wind is bringing anxiety thrilling the ear [03:57.66]Beyond the dark horizon [04:00.44]The seed of war is ripening [04:03.19]Bringing the smell of death [04:05.67]The warrior will fight [04:07.33]For his people [04:10.51] [04:27.05]For the rivers and forests of grey gods [04:30.82]For the holy flame of perkuno [04:34.33]The sunlight is fading [04:36.75]The day is dying away scratching the sky with it's last rays [04:42.84] [04:44.14]Last quiet day before the war [04:47.05]Last calm before the storm [04:49.16]The ground is trembling already [04:51.38]And Prussia stands still awaiting [04:53.73]Born to be defender of native land [04:58.13]Born to be rain giving life [05:02.44]Born to be free as a proud bird [05:06.80]Flying in the sky [05:10.60] [05:11.22]Born to be stronger than sword and the storm [05:15.57]Born to be the river's flow [05:19.86]Born to be boiling wolf's blood [05:24.31]To be flame of hope