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"Grandfather Tell Me A Story Oh All Right Go And Get Your Storybook No No Not One Of Those A Real Story A Real Story Yes Tell Me About When You Were A Boy Well Then I Shall Have To Take You Back With Me A Long Way In Time It Was My Thirteenth Year On A Cold Winter’s Day As I Walked Through The Enchanted Forest I Heard The Sound Of Horses And Men At Arms I Felt Compelled To Walk On And Find The Place Of These Sounds When The Forest Did Clear I Was Standing On A Hill Before Me Was A Great Plain Upon It The Armies Of The World Standing Waiting I Thought To Myself For Whom Or For What Are They Waiting Suddenly A Gust Of Wind Came Up From The North There Appeared A Lone Rider Holding A Sword Of Steel Then From The South Came Another Bearing A Battle Ax From The East Came A Third Holding A Spiked Club And Finally From The West A Rider Who Wielded A Great Hammer Of War With Them Came Their Soldiers Of Death Followed By An Army Of Immortals They Were Few In Number But The Look In Their Eyes Told All Who Beheld Them That They Would Leave This Day Only In Victory Or Death And There Was A Great Silence My Heart Began To Pound Storm Clouds Filled The Sky With Darkness Rain Came And The Four Winds Blew With Such Anger That I Held Fast To A Tree I Watched The Four Riders Raise Their Weapons Into The Air Without Warning Screaming Their War Cry They Led The Attack Down To The Battle They Rode They Met The Armies Of The World With A Mighty Clash I Could Feel The Ground Shake The Earth Drank Much Blood That Day Each Of The Four Was Unto Himself A Whirlwind Of Doom When The Smoke Did Clear Many Thousands Were Dead There Was Much Blood And Gore Their Bodies Lay Broken And Scattered Across The Battlefield Like Brown Leaves Blown By The Wind And I Saw The Four Ride Together To The Top Of The Hill While Below Them The Soldiers Of Death Assembled All Those Who Would Now Swear Allegiance To Them And The Four Spoke The Words Of The Warriors Prayer Gods Of War I Call You My Sword Is By My Side I Seek A Life Of Honor Free From All False Pride I Will Crack The Whip With A Bold And Mighty Hail Cover Me With Death If I Should Ever Fail Glory Majesty Unity Hail Hail Hail And As I Stood And Looked On I Heard The Armies Of The World Hail Them Without End And Their Voices Of Victory Carried Long And Far Throughout The Land Well That’s It Did You Like The Story Yeah It Was Great Oh Good I’m Glad Now Off To Bed With You Grandfather Yes Who Were Those Four Men Who Were They They Were The Metal Kings Воинская молитва – Дедушка, расскажи мне историю. – Хорошо, иди и возьми свои сказки. – Нет, одну из тех настоящих историй. – Настоящую историю? – Да, расскажи мне о том времени, когда ты был мальчиком. – Ну, тогда... я должен вернуться с тобой назад В глубокое прошлое. Мне было 13 лет, когда холодным, зимним днем я брел через зачарованный лес и Я услышал звук, издаваемый лошадей и вооруженных людей Я понял, что нужно идти дальше. И найти то место, откуда доносились эти звуки И когда лес поредел, я стоял на холме Передо мной были армии мира Они стояли и ждали И я спросил себя: "Кого или чего они ждут?" Вдруг порыв ветра пришел с Севера И появился одинокий всадник Который сжимал стальной клинок. Потом, с Юга появился второй, который нес боевой топор С Востока пришел третий, который держал палицу И, в конце концов, с Запада всадник, который держал в руках Великий молот войны. С ними пришли их солдаты смерти Вслед за армией бессмертных Они были в меньшинстве Но взгляд в их глазах говорил, что все кто увидел их Поняли, что они покинут этот день только в славе или смерти И там стояла великая тишина....мое сердце начало учащенно биться Штормовые облака наполнили неб "