The Resurrection by Erragal Lyrics

The light shone from here
The date of the resurrection

The moment of the ages
And the death of the graves

From here and the call went out!"
As he shouted his cry, with the birth of the revolution!

Without Scepter without horses
Its summer migration met us without shade

Frightened in its palms
Watered from the mouth of thirst
And stripped from the clouds of darkness
Chasing the sun

Running after it yesterday
Finding whispers ,steps and the north wind