The riddle of the mountains of the north Where pagan memories bleed Of hordes that through darkness ridden Bringing magic of ancestral rites
Ancient rites under moonrise Ancient cults for pagan pride For the sacred rest of the soul For the secret of the pagan art
Oh! King of the Kings Show us the way to immortality The black sun born in the horizon The master of illusion Leads us through path of fire The black light of the day discloses The end of the age
In the darkness portal Haunting voices recite death words The age of the blood becomes true In the old forests of the north Over the chaos and the plague Ascend from the ashes of time The age of gods
The secret for the perpetual life In the cold forests of north
The immensurable forests of distant lands Where pagan memories bleed In the cold forests of north Ascend of ashes of the time The God’s age
By the sign of victory At the old forests of north In distant forest the power of your sword reigns Oh! Great master of war Your name was glorified in battles Show us through the ashes of time The age of gods
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