I awake in ancient woods,
Teeming with the sense of wonder,
All falls silent, Deathly still,
Then, I hear, voices from within,
Beckoning to take heed,
answer the call of blood,
Primal Mothers lend their caring hands
Elden Fathers looming stern and grim...

They tell me to not despair,
Victory will come at last,
Triumph, Glory, Honour, Pride
I hear, the speech, of birds all around,
I feel, in me, the power from the earth
Coursing, through me, the rivers of blood


[ I awake in these ancient woods,
teeming with a sense of wonder,
all falls deathly still,
the wind carries their spirit,
the thunder carries their voice,
my heart beats their blood,
my mind remembers their ways... ]

I return to my senses,
Empowered by their words,
Cast aside all ill shame,
I bring honour to thy name,
I remember all we were,
Before slaughters of the cross,
Before mass graves of commissars,
Before this modern global rot

We were one with folk and land,
We were one with ancient Gods,
We are still all of these things,
In the song that our blood sings

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