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We invoke our gods beneath the sacred trees and the taranis flame
Mistic light guide our way and grant us the power to face the romans

The flight of birds has spoken to the seer
The sacred grove shall hold the ritual

Taranis, esus, toutatis
Wheel-god, woodman, protector

Pure girls come forth willingly
Immolated, hanged and drowned, the threefold death

Arcane magic world

We feed our gods beneath the sacred trees and the taranis flame
Mistic light guide our way and grant us the power to face the romans
 
Taranis, esus, toutatis
Wheel-god, woodman, protector

The girls convulse in pain
Unveiling the future unknown

We hear our gods beneath the sacred trees and the taranis flame:
“favoured tribes fear no more and fight here with arcane power the romans”

“et quibus inmitis placatur sanguine diro teutates horrensque
Feris altaribus esus et taranis scythicae non mitior ara dianae”

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