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Run for blood
Run for love
See the world
Trough their eyes
Run for blood
Run for love
See the world
Trough their crown
From Romania came
The first Magyar prince
A holy blood, blessed by pan
Fed by wolves, raised by wolves
For ten centuries they reigned
Worshiped as gods they were
But then future came
They've fallen from grace
Wild chaos in their veins
Now just a memory remains





