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Chant Of The Eastern LandsIn the forest of the Eternal dreamingOld oak lighted up by the fullmoon’s lightThe coldness of dungeon torches the inside of wooden mazeFrom the womb of the mother-wolf I was bornThe witches foretold the coming of tragedyThey awakened fright in the hearts of my enemiesIn the midnight wilderness I took a pledgeQuickly I fell in love with the taste of steelFor ages waiting for its donudationThe final triumphThe pure barbarityI howl to the moon to support my battleThe moon, symbol of purity, the essence of beautyI damn the sun, rising again and againIn brightness of bloody light, steel holocaustI received hails from the northern sideOf snowcovered CarpathiansThe light breath of nightbreeze, as a signI summon the iron powers, cavalry of my brothersFrom the land of armageddish fieldsI am bard of the eastern lands...I lead my brothers for death struggleIn glory of victory my armies riseBarbarians tribes with fury of desecrationWith axes reach the sky, hiding usurpator in their wingsCall the clouds, desecrating all the holinessHurt bodies on the snow, Pandaemonium burnsThis battle is a rebellion, rebirth of old traditionsMythical hell is the paradise to the true warriorsThere they attain eternity and sit high on the thronesPagan nations became unitedMighty bards received their long awaited silenceSlavs returned to their villages and woodsPagan frights of heavenly hell dispelled... I opened the door to the higher than stars knowledgeAnd took a long walk through the unknown dimensionsAs the sign of the fullmoon, in damnations I shall rise2. From The Pagan VastlandsFrom the land which hasn’t enter yetInto the historyFrom the depths of swamps we are bringingProudly our nameAt night, kissing the moonlight -- rebel children living in twilightLike wolves...... some named us so...Union with people from the signOf the half-moonTo crush the golden walls ofEarthly heaven,To strangle the pestilence...To the lands of the mighty EmpireOthers even think about with fearWe invaded a state with swordIn our handsRoma means nothingIn the land of Slavs !Today forests sing about the legend,Long forgotten spiritsWhose names nobody remembers nowWaiting their day to rebornTheir visions of the pastAre torturing our soulsWhispering in the dark...... they will come here againTo reign supremeBelieve my words...From unremembranceFrom Fire and WaterFrom the sacred woodsAncient Wolves gatherFrom the burnt Arkona... From the Pagan Vastlands !Black horse rides across the skyWith a sword we will open the amber gates of NawiaDzieci Svantevitha nienawidza Chrystusa !!!Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidza boga-krzyza !!!3. Hidden In A FogNight in the mountains comes with the fly of a ravenCarpathians bathed in the light of the moonIn old ruins where the dying shadowsAre watching the shine from the starsNobody remembers days of glorySeveral hundreds years passed in silenceNot a soul has been seen hereI am standing on a hillSo silent is the skyI am drinking in the cold of this nightOld grey wolf lying upon my footsIs licking the hand of mineIt is night... in my heartIt is moon... in my eyesI am hidden in a fog - my own breathSmall village in a valleySleeping in a fear, in a fear of me !Loathsome race of the mortalsMagic of wolfish teeths, wings of batsFaithful guards of religionOld as the blood itself -- The Cult of the Undead Vampirism !Frenzy of lust, frenzy of painShe was only fourteenNo cry has bursted from her lipsPity that she had to dieBut how sweet was her neck...It is night... in my heartIt is moon... in my eyesI am hidden in a fog - my own breathSometimes only my anthem of triumphEchoes in mountainous landscapeLike blood from thorned open arteriesPoison flows down the tongueSomewhere far away a howling can be heardOh, how beautiful is the night of Transylvania !Frenzy of lust, frenzy of painBlood is life... ETERNAL !4. Entering The Faustian Soul... With a little fear I kiss the moonlightHow exciting is the thoughtAbout having a taste of your kingdomWhich wakes up to life, at night...When the servants carry me to the gates of HelevornDreams about unlimited dimensionsFloat over Thy Golden PalaceSnowcovered majesty, damnedIn nocturnal solitude I pace, deeper into virgin forestAmong sadness and depressive thoughtsVisit firmaments of dead natureIn the glare of black mirror, asleepForgotten temples of gods (of forests)Welcoming the son of godly Teuton, father of fathersThe source of the deepest darkness and magicThe mightiest emperor, cammrad of warWith blessings I join the caravan of my brothersLike a thunder I strike into the Jehova’s armiesI dance with holocauststorms in this battleI set the holy fire of aurora borealisThis fire, this flame, this redness, live forever...5. Forgotten Cult Of AldaronSince a long time I’ve visited those old dungeonsI spilled the first blood in the depthIn the darkness of the forest’s mazeI found her, morbid beautyI used to spend whole daysIn the mystic places of DelduwathThere, where the light of the halfmoonFell as the dying sunThe wolf’s howling was lulling to sleepMy young soul...How beautiful were the views of nocturnal landHow wonderful was the life in complete solitudeAway from villages and towns, mansions and palacesThe last moments give birth to memories in meWho was that beauty, majestic and greatWhat were those views, beautifully gilded by leavesWhich were hiding behind them so many mystic weftsThey stole my solitude and independenceI lie crushed by the chains in a wet cell, bleedingI am awaiting for mother, the last hope, deathLet the died out fire away in me, let it awake AldaronBlack gusts of dust covered my divine person with their armsThe gates of nature for ages dead, opened themselvesTears of soil filled the green valleysNaked Carpathian mountains denudated its mightRights which created this worldWith fury strike heaven, pearly gatesThe dark powers of nature unleashed veritable warThe last breaths of sun falling onto the snowTurned into the scream of the dying light...6. Wolves Guard My CoffinDelightful night...When the fullmoon lights cemetery’s valleyWinds of frost strike my tombWhen I am in eternal sleepWhen wild storms dwellWind blows through the BalticInstincts unleash the war insideAnd strike the sky with holocausthunderMountains sleep, the forestCovers freezing land where I was bornNow I walk among the castlesWatch the streams of frozen tearsSpilled with blood of forefathersNightbreeze feed my spiritual formAnd spirits gather, floating in the mistMy eastern empires spread wings of winterVisions of destructions ruin and tragediesTasting pure sin, fade into the pitAnd walk through my beloved, endless woods...I summon all the beauty EvilTo rape the bodies of your disciplesToo long I hide in shades of woods...And now I build my beauty HallWallachian tyrant, I bring a winterI come with frost and burning hate !Follow the Gods of Eastern LandsBeing the battle which blows the earth7. Hell Dwells In IceThere was only one long and terrible winterWhere icy blackness covered the sun and the grassDethroned light ended its existenceHell brought there all thunders and windsAll the blasphemy from the four sides of the worldGods have forgotten this land, where fearCaught the throat with the bony handAnd the wolf howled gloomy song of cold, frost and hunger...The lakes enslaved in hard icy shacklesWild trees covered the happy worldWhich will never wake up again !Life has affected a new form hereThrough the icy vastlands run wildHordes of wolves, moonless night, that’s allMoon is covered with fresh meat, threw by the hungry hordes
AJÁNLOM AZ OLDALT
