The Sun appears in the horizon, the raven bless us from the sacred oaks, Lug is with us, in a day as today. With the first rays of light our axes and swords shine. Soon we will start to sing old battle chants that appeal to Honour and Death on battle and the luras howled as if they came from the Underworld while the spirit of the sacred animals possessed us.
We fought as brave warriors that's why we received our reward, because we fought for our things, for our land, that's why Teutates has revived us sinking us in the renewing cauldron.
Now is me who encourage you to march prideful, fight with no care about death because we felt that mourning but we have returned to keep honouring our kind, to keep the pagan pride... Heathen Iberia!!!!!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.