One day If i dont die in battle ill be nailed to a ANceint oak tree in nordland where my blood well run THrought my hands as my life drains in my fathers, fathers strenght i will Survive ANd IN my OWN "mandifiria ont ONes" ANd for myself "Prijs de hoge god" ANd all those weak shall die ... and the west shall die AND the east shall die , if not Lay
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