With power and Might this storm wind blows Tear down the Christian monuments this night Take hold of our trembling Enemies bodies Fear the force of the pagan storm
Since 2000 years we hear these lies every day and every night since the time of our infancy
All these invented stories The peoples' mind poisoned by wrong promises A heart full of fear to suffer to suffer purgatory
With power and Might this storm wind blows Tear down the Christian monuments this night Take hold of our trembling Enemies bodies Fear the force of the pagan storm
But time is coming and the first free thought is running trough your head But deep in you heart you can feel something is wrong with this story
In ancient times this wind was born grows up again, to a storm We ride on its wings and fly through the night together we stand and we fight
With power and Might this storm wind blows Tear down the Christian monuments this night Take hold of our trembling Enemies bodies Fear the force of the pagan stormTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
