In the shield of the Sun is the power The light of the Aryan knowledge The four wings of the sun The hope of spirits, and the strength of will As proud ancient Gods stand by his side Wotan raises his shield to protect me from the shine Women and children Old warriors Stone statues Cold eyes and bright eyes The four wings of the sun Feed my pride and will Their shade that falls on the Earth Paves the way of my dreams The paths that I walk upon Lead me through the darkness There where my fate is; the warriors old faith The earth hides the truth of past centuries within herself I feel her breath and strength Within her the spirits lay, which call upon us to fulfill our duty The battle for souls will soon come to be Runes will speak in ancient tongue The Runes which wrote my path of life The Gods look upon me, form their Golden thrones Above their heads a bright symbol shines The four wings of the Sun The ancient Aryan sign Wotan rises his shield To protect me from the shineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
