GRAVELAND

In The Glare Of Burning Churches In The Glare Of Burning Churches Gods! Give me the power to destroy the christian gods give me the rule over the fire to burn the houses of god Give me the power over the wind to crush the forest of crosses give me the black sword to kill all those who swore him the faith I will desecrate the holy temples destroy and burn churches and chapels black smoke of the burning temples will cover the sky the fear will offend sons of only god. Archangels of Darkness, come to the earth I will show you the way of glory by the burning churches you will drink the human blood and satisfy your dark lust it is high time to your scream be heard among the dead There is no the only god there is only beast over the beasts there is no good and Evil there is only living and dead and those who will die soon so I drink the blood from the black cup in the glare of burning churches because ancient damned gods will have the day of revenge when the sky is covered in smoke when the rivers are full of blood. __________ The Night Of Fullmoon Pagan country in the moonlight witches calling for their Lord incantation of the Darkside from the book of secret world Scream breaks off nocturnal silence they begins the rite of Darkness Hill in the fog the heart of wood altar of goat infernal gloom nocturnal rite knife in the hand worship Darkside bless Left Hand Path Pagans hidden in the forest in unholy common grave Christians killed the last worshiper but the Dark Cult is still living I'm the son of a pagan nation I got a part of secret knowledge oh Lord I kneel before Thee Darkness and Evil showed me thy name I'm still waiting for thy return The ancient cult will be again here the god of war and pain. Black the ultimate colour, darkness the only aim evil the proper impulse, death the only mercy Nothing was forgotten and nothing will be ever forgotten all those who raised their swords against odious christianity will live forever in dark legend __________ Through The Occult Veil When I open the gates of the unseen I will fall into the abyss of fire when the day of sacrifice comes I will know the mysteries of death I drink the sacrificed blood like poisoned win from grapes of sin I'm the part of burning space when men and women are the stars The knowledge of ancient Celts and power of tytanic thrones these secrets will be seen for me like drap of blood on crystal knife There is no god in my Dark mind I'm the heart of ancient Druid I hold inside eternal flame of nocturnal magic __________ For Pagan And Heretic's Blood They came from the south in the sunshine covered by black hoods with the crosses in their hands false sons of false god They arose their black temples burned forest and woods placed the black crosses and predered to worship dead laying claim to rule sons of laying claim to rule god They drank his blood they ate his flesh scolfed at the right of nature and raped the eternal right sure of themselves sons of the sure himself god Possessed with crosses in hands possessed with flabeau over the pyres How much blood they have spilled How much souls they have tormented they burned the witches murdered the Pagans banished the honest spirits choped the holy trees condemned to madness sons by their god usurper. The Celtic Winter Call Of The Black Forest No more reign of crosses with hanging corpses of god's son Enough damned bells of false asshole's temples I raise the ancient gods I summon the honest spirits I revive the ancient magic I draw the might from the moonshine I keep the holy fire All for the everlasting revange All for the honest masters Lords of the black forest Rulers of Night and Darkness Gods of the ancient (aryan) Europe Pagan winds of distant North The might of unholy Norvay's forest is in you Cold gloom and power True Evil and good Give us what are we waiting for the millenium And soon the Cromleches will be full of christian blood! We will kill in the moonshine We will become the killers, shadows of each christian Their temples will be covered by blood We will destroy their altars We will turs into ashes their graves For burned witches For lost beliefe and might For Pagan and Heretic's blood For trees and forest of killed Druids For our lost gods... __________ Hordes Of Empire Thousand of fallen angels Rows of condamned souls Black riders of abyss Beast of haired and cruelty We arrive on the chariots of fire We sign our way by the fire and death Sun of Darkness leads us Everlasting lust of sin Hands ot the dead beat the kettle-drums Damned sound of black trumpets Tramp of horrified horses and sinister knocking of Devil's hooves Red, fiery eyes fangs, claws and fire from the mouth Mayhemed wings, bleeding in fight Cobweb in hair and wind... We kill, crush, burn We trace the escaping day and hideous condemned sun At everlasting war between light and Darkness Creators of night-Gods of Darkness They buried us alive They killed our feelings Now we are the same We come with nocturnal wind and red, bloody fog Black banners with effigy of him Red flags-hues of hell Hordes of cruelty and chaos Emperor of unlife's forces __________ The Night Of Fullmoon Pagan country in the moonlight Witches calling for their lord Incantation of the Dark Side From the book of secret world Scream breaks off nocturnal silence They begin the rite of Darkness Hill in the fog The heart of wood Altagar of gloom Nocturnal rite Knife in the hand Worship Darkside Bless Left Hand Path Pagan hidden in the forest In unholy common grave Christians killed the last worshipper But the Dark Cult is still living I'm the son of Pagan Nation I got a part of secret knowledge Oh Lord, I kneel before Thee Darkness and Evil showed me thy return I'm still waiting for thy return The ancient Cult will arise again Here comes the God of war and pain... __________ The Gates To The Kingdom Of Darkness I came, led by the stars Spirits of the damned draw me near Mayhemed winds showed me the way And now i stay here, born from the wolf Scream of pain sounds in Darkness I draw my claws in wall of fog I scrape, scream, blood covered my scars my fangs tear the gates to Abyss Impure spirits, you showed me the way And now my blood becomes the key I open this last gate The Gate to the Kingdom of Darkness Black wind of the dead Inflamed my eyes to red My brothers, wolves, servants of the night They came from the forest Burning eyes among the Darkness Jaws thirsty for the blood, raised to moon Hired, longing and fear This is the last night and the dawn will never come Curse me, my brothers Because I lead you to death Salvation for mayhemed souls Souls of sons of the night in wolves bodies We've been always and we'll be forever Tonight we'll die and the next night we will come from beyond the gates of Kingdom of Darkness Gods of Darkness, awoken by our sacrifice Beast of gloom, spirits of fear Triumph of unlife's Powers Banners of the dead smeared in blood! Black is the ultimate colour Darkness is the only end Evil is the right reaction Death is the only mercy... __________ The Return Of Funeral Winds Cold winds bring me the memories Dark feelings arise in my wind I remember when I was watching In your mystic red eyes, master! I remember when you gave me this secret and I got eternal immortality We were drinking human blood We became the Dark Evil beast Like the spirits without bodies We were flying in the sky Our hearts we've lost in dust Then other dimension invited us! Evil - it sounds like nocturnal howling of wolves thirsty for the blood Darkness - it looks like an ultimate form of everlasting night Blood - it tastes like a wine from the blackest grapes of sin And I known the final destiny I saw the dark gates of graveland So I entered the world of Darkness Where the sun has died in the past Walking by the path of another world I kiss the magical Arcan... And now we are the same again with my Great - Master - Baphomet! I used the Powers of Darkness for my spiritual rebirth Light of Lucifer inflamed my way So I'll be back like funeral wind... Carpathian Wolves Carpathian Wolves Awoken spirits of the carpathian forest come, hands of the dead beat the kettle drums with wrath. Wolfish hordes awoken by the fullmoon, follow the smell of blood and death. __________ Barbarism Returns In the glare of furious lightnings spell of the damned runic words, Altar of uncoagulated blood altar surrounding the women wolves. __________ In The Northern Carpathians There is a place where evil lives, There are woods where people die, At midnight blood is more precious than gold. In the Northern Carpathians. __________ Impaler Of Wallachia At midnight wind was blowing, Transylvanian snow was falling, from the bloody womb of woman, Son of Dragon was born... __________ Witches' Holocaust Married to the Fire's Dragon, You shall go where your sisters has gone By the torment that becomes the deliverance by the fire that was your destiny. __________ At The Pagan Samhain Night At the pagan Samain night, I entered the Darkside, Evil arrived far from the North, I known the might of Demonlord. __________ Unpunished Herd Nights helps us, we are unpublished Sons of Fenriz, Son Of Louve This is the true element of Darkness Wild, unseizable, true creation of Gods possessed. __________ Into The War The last night has come, and dawn will never come The sound of kettle drums spreads the hymn of Hatred Into the war we come, its time of the last battle Thousand Swords Blood Of Christians On My Sword The frost tries to reach us, with its cruel cold hands the cold witheness hurts our eyes and we still march with wind in the face. We follow the trace of blood in the snow Yesterday we burnt two villages We killed women and children Heads out of the bodies of priests We impaled on our wooden socle... The blood of hideous monk is still getting blacker on my axe Their temple burnt. And we fed a fire with their corpses My brothers are marching silently The great frost turns the hearts to ice The warm blood will bring the life back to their bodies... Another christian village is near... those who escaped showed us the way... by the blood from their wounds... we must deal them a deathblow before wolves get them On the horizon behind us The black smoke appears on the sky On the hills, full of trees Wolves observe us They'll leave the hills and follow us as soon as the day is over... __________ Thousand Swords We attacked with thousand swords Our banners were streaming under clouds At the gates of christian capital the wide river of blood was flowing we attacked with hate in our eyes Their request for mercy was nothing for us, they had no respect for our ancestors today is not a day for mercy. We attacked and golden palaces collapsed. Christ's elected ones paradise was burning their golden bells were tolling the last hour the last hour of christian rulers in pagan europe We are just blessed soldiers from the depths of unbaptized forests barbarian in the wolfish skins And we had pleasure to burn the vatican! Gods returned and now they are with us Spirit of war possessed our souls Our swords want to fight with our moves Its a great feeling to spill the blood in the basilica Hers of ravens fly between the clouds They'll come to the earth, when we go away They'll eat food we prepared They'll drink blood we have spilled Epilogue : the vengeance will be cruel blessed by gods and spirits In self defence of fatherland Vengeance done by our hands bringing cruel death for enemies. __________ The Dark Battlefield Raptured with murder thirsty for blood I walk between the corpses of my enemies My shield beats back the strikes My sword crushes the heads blood covers my face. My scream reaches the sky Our horde attacked from the hills In the fog of dust and smoke, enemy strewed us with arrows few brave warriors died the axes were shining horrible Crossing with the swords the warriors without shields Had to die hopelessly the dying men were screaming around trampled by the fighting hordes it was enough for me. I was loosing my mind But i still was killing... The night came soon... I heard a horrifying sound of horns Our horsemanship will attack soon We must leave the battlefield fast Heil moor asferoon... In the name of the moon Under the heavy hooves those who were too strong for us will die... __________ Born For War I was a child when they took me away from my family I remember long and frosty winter and people looking hopelessly for food from this ancient time our cruel lord ordered us to look as dogs eat christian children we were standing together and cold wind was freezing our faces our blood was hot we learned to worship death we were the children of his favourite herd future warriors, future wolves our cruel lord ordered us to drink human blood ordered us to eat human flesh I got my first sword I couldnt take it up easy But i had to take it up because I would be meat for dogs I know the true code of life spartan way of life, and draconian laws I've grown as a warrior close to nature, close to roots now i'm the cruel the last of the cruel lords herd When i was a child, i knew the cruelty I learned to hate everything I loved. __________ To Die In Fight Cruel coldness turns my heart to ice heavy snowy clouds, covered the nightly sky Snow is falling, wind is blowing and its cold. Blood in my veins got stopped, woulded i await my last hour hen the snow covers my body when the icy ship takes me to the land of the gods. A dream makes union with reality cold snow hurts my eyes The forest is far from here and my horse is dead I lost my last battle victory was so near.... in the snowy bed I found my peace Now I'm waiting for drackar Gods promised me it will come soon Blood in my veins got stopped, woulded i await my last hour hen the snow covers my body when the icy ship takes me to the land of the gods. A dream makes union with reality cold snow hurts my eyes The forest is far from here and my horse is dead I lost my last battle victory was so near.... in the snowy bed I found my peace Now I'm waiting for drackar Gods promised me it will come soon Following The Voice Of Blood White Hand's Power The white hand, proud and strong by ruling the realm of Isengard, White as consciousness of illuminated mind spirit became flesh, symbolized by the hand. That's true cleanness, being able to raise the world out of its hinges and create it new: Behold the banner's flying, it calls to join, because the white hand prevails... White Hand's Power to the realm of Isengard, White Hand's Elegance to the Kings of Isengard White Hand's Supremacy to the ancestors of middle-earth White Hand's Dominion to the end of the world... and to universe at next!!! Marching southwards, orkish battlecries in air, heavy boots crush down weakness in dust. Warriors executing inferior lifes by fireword: Submit or die. Creatures of odd... Creatures of ill... Creatures of mud... Degenerated by mixed blood! Submission, Submission, Submission To the splendid kings of Isengard, to the race born of ice and flames! White Hand's Power to the realm of Isengard, White Hand's Elegance to the Kings of Isengard White Hand's Supremacy to the ancestors of middle-earth White Hand's Dominion to the end of the world... and to universe at next!!! __________ Thurisaz Sharp thorn hurts a noble man To let him know the taste of blood. But the intruder must beware of him, Because death sleeps in every thorn. In the garden of human plants, There is a lot of hidden thorns, No one likes them, because the bring pain, Pain or truth? No matter, they hurt the same... Black thorn. Alone and proud he grows. And every creature envies him. Fear paralyses enemies. It's strong enough to make them dead. I am the thorn of Darkness. Reflection man's true nature. I came to this dying world. To celebrate upcoming end. __________ Following The Voice Of Blood When the dark clouds in the sky full of the black ravens, Announce the time of great trial. Each man takes his sword, His shield and sets out on a journey, where sounds of horns summon him. No one will spare his blood. When on the battlefield, Regent of the Gods lead us... Raise your swords brother and fight. On the horn's sound we will move. We will follow the ravens in the sky. Blood for blood! Fire for fire! Death for death! Armoured man by armoured man, They stride, step by step. Sword by sword, shield by shield, They're marching in silence... Many of them will die tomorrow, But none of them is afraid of death. When the horns and kettle-drums sound steady rows of warriors will move. Man by man, without shadow of fear Like the winged chariots of fire. Every man bears his shield. Every man holds his weapon in the hand. Ravens circulate over our heads. Tomorrow we'll feed our dogs on christian hearts. Brother! Blow the horn of war! Tomorrow's war will be watched by our Gods and forefathers And we must take revenge in their names! Over the horizon dark clouds appear. It's cold and clouds of steam hover over us. We are marching silently... We are overwhelmed in thoughts, Marching for victory... Hate and wrath burn our hearts. Our thoughts echo in the space. Into the battle we go to win... Into the battle that will determine the world's fate. __________ Raise The Swords! You who have become the legend! I summon you mighty warriors! Your power, honour and pride Shall encourage all of us. The same blood runs in our veins. But our brothers' minds are poisoned. Their spirit should be purified. Enemies' temples burnt to the ground... We raise the swords and start new war Against the plague of foreign Gods. Fidelity and pagan pride Will lead us to the final glory! Nothing can deafen voice of blood. Instinct decodes every lie. Strong arms will soon throw down the chains And bring the lost dignity back... Let's raise the swords forged in blood Together with forefathers' ghosts. Invisible astral power Shall turn us into cruel beasts. Immortal are the ideals for which we fight and proudly die. There is a flame of heritage, that every man has to protect. We are the last bastion of truth. Those who have never betrayed their roots. The heathen fire of our hearts Can only raise but never go out! We take an oath on our swords To raise them when it's time to fight. When alien offend our faith. And spit on forefathers' grave... __________ And The Horn Was Sounding Far Away When my spirit was roaming among the winter's fog I saw my grey brother wolf drinking my blood. My body lay on the snow, disabled, mortally wounded. I, the last of the mountain's clan. Pursued and wounded by enemies, Passed away in this place. I'm still hearing the horn sounding far away, Herds of ravens are following there. But I can't get there anymore... I am so far from my burnt home. I see the snow falling on my face, But I am not able to throw it down. I see my eyes closed And mouths congealed in pain, They will never say anything anymore... Winds bring the black clouds... Soon the thick snow will fall. Wind! Hide my dead body! I hear my persecutors are coming... I will regenerate In the shape of wolf with black bristle I will draw my fangs In the river of enemies' blood! __________ Fed By The Beasts One day en eagle kidnapped him. When he was only two years old. Eagle raised him to infinite expanses And brought him to his nest. Eagle's claws were very sharp. They wounded his body hard. The blood was running plentifully. Nobody could hear his screams and call! An eagle had no children. So he was bringing meat and feeding the nipper. Why did Gods choose such a fate for him? Why didn't eagle kill this child? Winters and years passed away. An eagle taught his son to kill inexpectedly. A wolf taught his daughter to hunt and beset the victim. Nowadays their home villages are covered by ashes and trees brought to the ground. All of their families passed away. Because nobody wanted to except new belief. They fought and died in fight till the last breath. One day she retired from home. The herd of wolves appeared on the forest's border. It happened in winter and when herd felt a hunger. A wolf caught her and went into the woods. Screams and cry didn't change anything. Wolfish fangs wounded her painfully. She couldn't do anything, she was too little. She was only few years old. A wolf had no children. So he was bringing meat and feed her. Why did Gods choose such a fate for her? Why didn't wolf kill her feeling hunger? Today no christian can enter the woods... Armoured knights going for hunting never come back. Blood permeates through the earth fast. This winter wolves aren't hungry. When my spirit was walking through the forest. I met her and him. It was very cold evening and the sun was setting. They stood on the forest border. The wind was blowing through their hair... And night was falling down. Immortal Pride Sons Of Fire And Steel Bloody red glow came into sight to brighten Dance darkness of night up Gods gave rise to a new war! This was is not just a war Today brothers kill each other! Treason has reared itself a throne Enemy poisoned our people's souls By deceit and damnation... Bloody glows brighten the night up Echoes brought cry of dying men We were looking and waiting Ready to fight Ready to inflict deadly blows! Strange god brought treason Poisinong hearts of many brave warriors! Every day was bringing pain and disease Dark clouds covered the sky Wind brought smell of blood Dark clouds covered moon up Our hearts froze We heard voices of death Waiting for our day We prepared sharp arrows and swords Today Gods give us a sign: We can take revenge now Feeling cold touch of our swords Enemy will learn what fear is Let rivers of blood be our work Strangers brought false faith They turn against our native Gods They will be damned forever And their faith will burn with them in hell! It is time to leave forest Daybreak is coming It is time to start a battle Under a cover of mourning fog I heard a voice talking to me: Faithfulness is your honour Songs of fire and steel Never forget these words __________ Sacrifice For Honour Sit down brave warrior! Your journey is finished Now you do not have to Be afraid of guileful foe You are among old oaks Protected by holy place Look at bloody rivers No rays from the sky come down Birds do not build nests Wolves eat rotting carcass War everywhere! Warmth of holy fire will heal your wonds Fire's sheen will bring calm to your soul Today you are in a holy forest Where fire blazes fed blood and mead Your women and children died Fire destroyed your village Don't think about pain They are with you now, here And they will stay with you forever Among holy trees Your guileful foe will never rest These lands belong to you Let your foe be damned forever Look! Your friends betrayed you Plundering your granary And greedily dividing your lands They paid their footing in foe's Farvour by accepting strange faith They will die in Swarog's fire! Strong winds and thunder-storms are coming Filling your enemies with terror Because they have treason in hearts and disgrace And falsehood is their religion True faith of native land will resist Bought at the price Of shed blood of brave warriors It will return at the full sheen of glory And then we will return from distant lands To stand by Perun's side You were fighting bravely Spilling seas of blood Christians will remember your name And your bloody pitiless deeds! Be proud! Gods appreciated your sacrifice! Impaler's Wolves Impaler Of Wallachia At the longest fullmoon night In the castle near the forest Where the howling of wild wolves Sounds like music of dark abyss At midnight wind was blowing Transylvanian snow was falling From the bloody womb of woman Son of dragon was born Mystic howling in the forest Spreads the sacred words of evil "Thou art. Lord of Wallachia, Thou shalt be the Dracula..." May this night be eternal As eternal as his soul The man with satanic spirits Became horrified ruler... By the fire and sword By the fear and terror Like wolf thirsty for blood Vlad destroyed his enemies... They called him impaler And they lived in fear "Blood is life" he said, And he killed them to live again... And the night of end has come They were waiting for his death Three nights later grave was empty Vlad became the higher form! "I am nightmare, warrior spirit From the house of dead I come I am darkest force of night Bloodlust covered my mind..." __________ In The Northern Carpathians When the black clouds cover the moon And reality turns into nightmare Lighting cuts through the dark sky Almighty Perun gave us his sign! Brothers, wolves, I summon you! Wind will bring you my howling And smell of the human blood Yes, I found another sacrifice Drops of blood upon the stone I lick the cold virgins corpse I am blinded by my bloodlust In the Northern Carpathians Mystic Eyes between the trees Brothers hungry for the blood Through the blood I find desire The only sense of the evil life Immortality is true For the creatures without shadows There is hell on the earth In the Northern Carpathians Unholy woods of mysteries Alone witches full of hate Werewolves hidden in the caves Forgotten spells of pagan past Long nights and hours of darkness Cold mountain winds blow through the trees Diabolic feast around the fire Dark shadows dancing with flames There is a place where evil lives There are woods where people die At midnight blood is more precious than gold In the Northern Carpathians Creed Of Iron Tyrants Of Cruelty Death has sent it's angels Heralds of war pain and fear In sunlight or darkness of night Sinister tyrants of cruelty On their black horses travel all over the world Scepters of fear and banners of chaos And cry of the beast breaking the empty space When fright and terror start to rule Demons of war, tyrants of cruelty Cry through abyss Bad day for those who heard this cry Shadow in valleys Rumble and roll and wild laugh of horses Soon thirsty they will drink from rivers of blood In flames of fire and bloody glow Among dead corpses in deadly fight Damned day when thousand swords With rumble will sing their song of death In blood and corpses of the enemy Cruel triumph and gloomy fame March of victory tyrants Lords of war with ghostly laugh Will reward the bravest warriors Because where death rules And angles of death Only few will survive Damned day, gloomy day When rage of beast of fear as gray shadow Falls on your lands talking to you As magic call pulls you Where many have gone But no one returned alive In fire of battle, in the ravages of war Cruel lords' wild laugh On hatred fields in tumult of battle In trap of mighty and cruel gloomy will The wind will steal our names Damned day when crow on the sky Flutter it's black wings Where war track leads We will go following destiny For eternal struggle, leading by voice of mighty will Where wind will mix our names with ashes __________ No Mercy In My Heart No mercy in my heart I was born for war, not for love Rage and voices of my dying enemies Fill my soul and my heart War craft is my life Stern school of life taught me how to fight Instinct told me what to do Always watchful, always ready Conscious of bonds of blood I am waiting for another battle... when Wotan summons me Rage is my guide, hatred my consolation When I have to choose, I always choose a sword When death and life becomes the One Creed of sword must be cruel and unforgiving In dance with death I delight in cries of the defeated Staining in blood of the enemy I become herald of cruelty In bluster of clashing steel I hear my breath In the eyes full of fear I see reflection of my face Sword is my thought, my voice and my will No mercy in my heart Fires of hatred burned it Bloody streams mark my way Blood shed in a battle mixes with the soil Before wild beast come And mangle dead corpses I will bury my brothers who died No room for peace in my heart I will bear my burden Where Gods wage the battles I will look for soothe in cruelty of war And in taste of blood Before rain cleans my wounds From harden blood and ashes I will raise my sword And go where my brothers Are fighting to their last breath Hymns of war will fill the empty space Sound of drums will break the sky Clashed in deadly hag We will cry our names to the Eternity The dead will find their place in Valhalla And on lands where they waged their battles Following the voice of blood The way of our ancestors Memory of them will live forever __________ Ancient Blood The days when ancient blood Will awake in the hearts of white men and women Our banners will rise to the sky And will flap with joy on wind Ancient wisdom and strength will return Divided nation will become unity And cry of thousands of throats Will disperse darkness Clearing a way for Swarozyc light The gates to source of our might On rushing shining chariots Heroes of nation will return us our pride Fire will be brought to life And will light forever In it's warm and lights of flames New generations will be bred When ancient blood will return us our will We will not be afraid of darkness any more And Swarozyc light will disperse the darkness of night In bloody struggle fighting bravely Through courage and bravery Looking into death's eyes We will join proud heroes Who with might and main gave their lives away And belong to the past fighting For honor and pride of our race When blood of ours and of our enemies With falsehood and lies put to sleep Will awake from a long sleep In darkness of night swords will shine And squeal of coming death WIll bring fear to the enemy In flames of victory and glory Words full of honor and pride Will be brought back to light In deadly struggle spilling our blood We will raise banners of victory Signs of triumph and rebirth In flames of Swarozyc light On our defiled soil When ancient blood Will awake in us __________ White Beasts Of Wotan Spirits of war arrived at the battlefield His voice echoed with loud sound Today rains will sprinkle the soil Today we will meet our death here Or we will win the name of Wotan Where Gods summon for deathly combat We follow as always faithful to fight and war Among fires and clashing steel In the flames of rising Swarozyc In the battle we will give our lives away White beasts of Wotan Bloody faces full of pride For eons on war in the name of honor and pride Born among death, pain and sadness Bred in the shadow of swords And among the sound of war drums White beasts of Wotan Blue eyes bringing fright White hands swaying swords With Swarozyc on their flags With cry of hatred on their mouths Always they're where blood is shed with rivers White sons of Wotan Fighting bravely as their fathers used to fight From dawn till dusk in mortal struggles Staining with enemy blood Till the last breathe inflicting deadly blows In eternal dance with death in chaos of war Steel is mixing with blood Honor and pride do not let move back We go forth winged with anger Wotan leads us for a battle Our names frighten the enemy Always faithful to cruel law of war Following the eternal call Keep straight on listening to their heathenish hearts Steel shields of Wotan! White beasts! Blades of anger and justice The sword and fist of Wotan Raise Your Sword! Till The Final Death The ones who feed wolves Arrived at frosty winter Their roars of rage and triumph Desecrated the eternal silence Waking up ancient powers Where war was not known In iron armours Demons of war and fight Raise a song of war Cutting christian throats Burning and laying to waste Cursed each death We will mark with blood and fire The return of ancient Creed of war and steel In cruelty we find our strength Paying for victory with blood Filthy carcass of slaves We will leave for scavengers As I look at my bloody hands I swear the day of my birth I think about my home And family that are far away But I am beyond The point of no return And only will of fight remains As eternal laws of death and life say Eternal call of war Eternal pursuit of the enemy Till it's final death Cold hatred consumes my heart I hate christ's slaves I sacrifice their blood To our mother earth And to Gods of war I am the one they are waiting for Without mercy Barbarian from the north Always with a sword hardly hold In a panzer fist Ready for bloody fights In pitiless eternal pursuit Of human game __________ Temple Of My Hatred With rage born of years Of christian slavery I destroy symbols Of christian domination Falsehood and emptiness I desecrate Fight makes me a beast Subhuman are afraid of my name I am their nightmare My blood is Gods' blood Father of my ancestors Is my father I erect my temple On bloody battlefield On wings of my Revenge and hatred Stained in blood of Enemies of my freedom My honor is the victory I inflict deadly blows To falsehood and traitors On plain of death and cruelty Among barrows of beasts of war I will erect my gloomy temple Temple of war and chaos Proof of my bloody deeds Proof of my strength and will Statue and symbol of my cruelty Where its shadow will spread There will be no love anymore On altar of war and hatred I will give my death With glory and honor I will enter my father's lands I am the one who Wakes hidden dreams up I am the one who Summons demons of war I make you warriors, so fight! May your blood join mine In temple of war We will join our strength __________ W Objecia Smierci Death is part of life And life is part of death Here on ancient tumulus Of our ancestors May our awareness, will and spirit Join the past and the future Of our blood and folk To reach roots of our strength And restore ancient glory... Here among tumulus and stone circles Our fate is bound Our heritage and spiritual identity Hidden deep in the earth Reach hidden heritage And restore ancient Power and glory... Memory And Destiny Fate Of Warrior Cruel storm is lashing my ship I hear my people's cries Wind sweeps their words away and carry off into the abyss Icy rain pierces through our bodies Depth open its skies We will plunge in the dark abyss Or we will walk towards our destiny Written with ancient runes My comrades fight for life They are strong, brave and relentless But their cries mean nothing Today our destiny is in God's hands We won many battles We overcame many brave warriors We were pleased with gained treasures And laments of the defeated But our bravery and ruthlessness Mean nothing to the sea monsters Today we will be the victims If we survive this storm Wotan! We will sing you a song of glory Witches put spell on our ship The course reached us The course of the committed crimes and desecrated temples Our greed is punished Soon our bones fall on the bottom of the sea Inevitable end is coming Sea eager for our blood We will make a sacrifice of bravest warriors Wind will sing funeral song Wotan! Take your sons! __________ Jewel Of Atlanteans The secrets of darkness and light were hidden by the Gods underneath the waves of the sea The darkness of the depths covered the jewels Today the depths of the sea covers the ancient heritage I stand on the shore of the sea staring into the horizon my thoughts travel far beyond time and infinity Time did not wipe out ancient magnificence The Darkness did not dim the flame The memories still remain within cursed symbols The Winds cradle the sea waves the cold penetrating underneath my cloak I feel a cold breeze bringing ancient secrets The magic of ancient wisdom pierces my mind I hear prayers in ancient temples It's still the Atlanteans singing songs of praise Their voices fill me with pride I still understand their ancient language My blue eyes give away my birthplace A part of me is still with them The Runes made by Wotan change the reality Today the present does not exist Everything I was ever taught now is worth nothing Only ancient wisdom is important My Fate cursed and guessed The chains of my blood and spirits of ancient generations are here at the shore of the sea I swear faith to them today and to the light within me From the waves of the sea I lift my shining sword its shine fills me with euphoria I know today that tomorrow I will hear the lament and cries of my enemies! __________ Memory And Destiny On a cold sunrise out of ashes I will resurrect in the shine of red sacrifice I which has seen the twilight of the Gods I will come back in old faith and full of strength I the monument of eternity out of personal will and anger where I lost and cheated my death I will resurrect on a cold sunrise My fate has been written in ancient runes On a cold stone sarcofago My name will return to light on a day when no one will be able to hear it... Memories of heroes never die Cries and the Lament of woman the wind will shun The virgins of Rhine will bring forth the sword the mark on the sarcofago will be erased Monuments full of praise It will uncover my ashes The swastika is my life, its my blood On a cold sunrise I will recall the memories about a faith which once was about brave man which already fought and committed their deeds of fate The Gods lost with Eternity which defeated them with its monotone ways on a cold sunrise mist will greet me and rays of the rising swastika Spirit and Will, Memory and Fate Blood of Atlanteans, Runes of Rise __________ Legion Of Giants The roar of wild beasts cuts through emptiness Fear falls upon the earth and forms the hearts of enemies The day when the betrayers see their last day came with rumbling chariots I see pale faces full of fear Eyes full of fright which have seen the coming death among the banners of Valkyries I raise my sword to inflict the merciless stab The flare of fire and the swirling smoke The smell of blood and unprotected death The chariots of Valkyries transform in the sky The Legions of Giants retreat from the fire of Wotan Their anger remains crushed on our shields The Fires burn the earth Human life is not worth much at this point Its a day when a human stands against a human Its a day when born instincts and the wisdom of races decide about their survival Embraced by the madness of fighting I can't tell the dead from the alive above my heads thunderbolts far away in the distance screams of beasts The Earth trembles under the hoofs of the riders The beasts hurl cannonballs of fire my swastika embraced shield protects me from the power of their destruction they fall underneath my sword those who survived through the charging Valkyries their begging for mercy means nothing to me winged warriors of Wotan __________ Runes Of Rise The path leads me through the night I search for ancient signs The light of my torch, can't pierce through the darkness Dead shadows rise from the light They surround me, and I hear the voices that are calling me in a long forgotten ancient tongue The path leads through the fog I follow the traces of old secrets The cold and frost penetrate through my body I hear music in the distance, the sound of sad old melodies. I'm surely not alone here, some one is behind and ahead of me Someone is so close, but yet so far away My dream is mixing with my consciousness The thick fog grabs a hold of my senses and the road that I'm following is still long. Voices of ancient wisdom call me from trees The path leads throughout the night I follow where it takes me Voice and instinct embraced in my blood Soon I'll find the truth, which is hidden in the nightly fog. Nightly phantoms tantalize me In the darkness I see fires and, ancient warriors bow down above them. Their shadows move with life ancient strength will awaken them, from their long sleep... Anceient strength which I will find... and return from night to the light The Fire Of Awakening We Shall Prevail We shall rise, and we shall hasten On the paths of our ancestors We will pick up our broken and rusted swords And we will pierce them, for the death carrying steel A tribe will be reborn through the blood That eternally runs in the sons of Wotan Forgotten tongue, and forgotten crests Will be brought back to Earth Let's arise so that we can step on the paths of Honor and pride, and to be hailed with praise The white warrior of Wotan will once again Plunge his sword into the age-long enemy's heart The bastards of the viper Yahweh will beg for mercy on their knees We will feed the Earth with their blood We, the folk of winter and frost The warriors of the Pagan North Harden your hearts and bravery Because the day of our uprising is near We will revive from the ashes of ancient praise Which is not forgotten, and not obliterated We will arise once again, to return praise to our Gods Swords will shine again, in the light of fire and thunder The four wings of the Sun will waft upon the paths of our fate Once again. White children will be proud of their Fathers and their Mothers We shall rise, ad we shall hasten On the paths of honor and pride White warrior of Wotan folk of water and frost The white warriors of Wotan will once again Plunge his sword into the age-long enemy's heart __________ Battle Of Wotan's Wolves Armed armies march towards the battle The warriors of Wotan, not knowing good grace, Pain nor mercy for enemies The enemies of Wotan are their enemies as well Small villages surrounded by forest stand a flamed Screaming and crying is all that is heard The oppressive smoke climbs to high peeks And it covers the bodies of the murdered In response to the barbaric attack They fought bravely, but they were defeated They couldn't defeat the Hatred That came from the Northern woods Much blood was split and many hearts were pierced The fire absorbed and obliterated the traces of the crimes And the wind scattered the ashes The warriors of Wotan left as fast as they came No one knows were they came for And to were they headed off to The only things that remained were the bodies of the dead And the burnings upon the ground Now nobody know if they fought another battle Or if they engulfed into a dark forest Nobody knows the paths that the Wolves of Wotan walk upon The Gods of war incline to them And Wotan himself gives them his strength No one dares to go after them Nobody dares to go against Wotan's will Spilled Christian blood will never be avenged __________ In The Sea Of Blood When blood covers your eyes When death dances around you Your laugh in her face with despise Because the time for your death has yet not come In the sea of blood, and storm of fire The choirs of the dying spread melodies Of death and destruction The wings of death have covered the Earth Strike at the enemy where he least expects it Flood his hope in a hole of tears Poisoned arrows will reach their hearts No more love, neither mercy The red Sun has hidden herself Their fear born from our hate Kindles fire and ash The dance upon the battlefield And their screams terrify and freeze hearts Praise my sword from the red mud I clench my fists and deliver pain I still live on, and laugh in deaths face Because nobody will take me alive Frantic horses upon the red field And the shattered swords wound their hoofs The wages of war raise the wails, because the Spill blood has called upon them today I still live on, and against the darkness I raise my sword Ash mixes with blood, and the blood on the field darkens On the battlefield, in the sea of blood The wails of the dying become the anthem of death The eternal war absorbs all that surrounds it The Gods of death and destruction gather Their blood harvest When the anthem, drowned by the sea of blood, will sound We will tread on your enemy's standards And the dead horses of Yahweh will become food for the rodents __________ Die For Freedom For freedom - Death For freedom - Blood For freedom - Fire For freedom - Destruction Warrior awake And step upon the path of honor Bid farewell to your family and land Because the time for war has come The anthem of war horns, and battle drumming Are heard all throughout the lands The rhythm of war, wrath and destruction When the enemy crosses your border Red glows of fire will greet his coming No one will defend your land, without you bravery and hand No one will defend your freedom, without your sacrifice Today is the day that you make a self-sacrifice For bloodied Gods sacrifice your life For freedom - Death For freedom - Blood For freedom - Fire For freedom - Destruction Even though, today you will be Fighting against hordes alone Even though cowards and traitors are outnumbering you The Gods will always be with you, on your way of war and honor You yourself against everybody else, will wage a victorious war Just like your ancestors you will fight today And nobody will take away your honor and glory Your wrath and will is all that counts now Your spirits fortitude embedded in blood On the battlefield under the sign of Wotan One against enemy's hordes You'll stand proud, ready to fight, never backing out __________ The Four Wings Of The Sun In the shield of the Sun is the power The light of the Aryan knowledge The four wings of the sun The hope of spirits, and the strength of will As proud ancient Gods stand by his side Wotan raises his shield to protect me from the shine Women and children Old warriors Stone statues Cold eyes and bright eyes The four wings of the sun Feed my pride and will Their shade that falls on the Earth Paves the way of my dreams The paths that I walk upon Lead me through the darkness There where my fate is; the warriors old faith The earth hides the truth of past centuries within herself I feel her breath and strength Within her the spirits lay, which call upon us to fulfill our duty The battle for souls will soon come to be Runes will speak in ancient tongue The Runes which wrote my path of life The Gods look upon me, form their Golden thrones Above their heads a bright symbol shines The four wings of the Sun The ancient Aryan sign Wotan rises his shield To protect me from the shine