Armenia
Armenia
Armenia
Armenia
Armenia
Crawling through the fields (Armenia!)
Between the fire and the flames
Rising infantry (Armenia!)
Covered under dead bodies!
Remaining memories (Armenia!)
Guides me through an infernal maze!
Burning entities (Armenia!)
To ashes and dust remains your streets
Theatre filled with dancing puppets
To preserve utopia
Pulling strings to shape disorder
Wrecked by the hate of one another
Arena filled with fighting pawns
To the edge of death
They have been pushed
Lost in the mist of doubt
The gates of hell expose my enemies's soul
Behold the crown
Of a promised future
To the devil I shall sell my soul
To keep what once was called home
Now Stand up and fight
Hayastani Hamar
Leaders of anarchy
Their requiem i can hear
To the beat of relentless fear
Let your voices be
Their funeral's ceremony
A Sweet melody
That will burry them six feet
Deep
Behold the crown
Of a promised future
To the devil I shall sell my soul
To keep what once was called home
Now Stand up and fight
Hayastani Hamar
They fall back
We retrieve our sacred land
For all the fallen ones
In our scars and in our heart
Your memories remains
We will find their heart
And strike
As one
Armenia
Armenia
Armenia
Crawling through the fields (Armenia!)
Between the fire and the flames
Rising infantry (Armenia!)
Covered under dead bodies!
Remaining memories (Armenia!)
Guides me through an infernal maze!
Burning entities (Armenia!)
To ashes and dust remains your streets
Theatre filled with dancing puppets
To preserve utopia
Pulling strings to shape disorder
Wrecked by the hate of one another
Arena filled with fighting pawns
To the edge of death
They have been pushed
Lost in the mist of doubt
The gates of hell expose my enemies's soul
Behold the crown
Of a promised future
To the devil I shall sell my soul
To keep what once was called home
Now Stand up and fight
Hayastani Hamar
Leaders of anarchy
Their requiem i can hear
To the beat of relentless fear
Let your voices be
Their funeral's ceremony
A Sweet melody
That will burry them six feet
Deep
Behold the crown
Of a promised future
To the devil I shall sell my soul
To keep what once was called home
Now Stand up and fight
Hayastani Hamar
They fall back
We retrieve our sacred land
For all the fallen ones
In our scars and in our heart
Your memories remains
We will find their heart
And strike
As one
Credits
Writer(s): Sabari Diakite
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