A monument of stone devoured by moss Entrenched in tales of forgotten times Allegiance to the land that bore my blood Where the rites of passage lay Harvest of ancient ruin, to build once again Regain the ancestral wisdom lost through aeons My blood, forged in the iron age, hardened by war A desolate earth, a history buried beneath To summon our lost ancestral wisdom and reign in celestial thrones
[A dense forest, from which the wolven race howls, the last with pagan blood remains steadfast in savage purity.]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
