Spellcraft and Heathendom

Percus! I've met in surrounding me nature Spirits and deities wielding the element In a field, in a forest, in rocks and caves And I won their goodwill with sacrifices Horses carried me to the skies White, beautiful steeds... beloved I was attacking brushwood violently I touched motherland Percus! Magic circles and black stones Percus! Forest spells and damned souls Percus! I find worship in you Percus! Magic circles and black stones Percus! Forest spells and damned souls Percus! I find worship in you They will return, dance like fire, as before They will return, to the trees, to the forest of mine To the kingdom The thunderer demons Guards of the sacred spot During those cold nights They found peace and consolation Percus! Magic circles and black stones Percus! Forest spells and damned souls Percus! I find worship in you Percus! Magic circles and black stones Percus! Forest spells and damned souls Percus! I find worship in you Between the gates of Pomeranian kingdom of magic They will reign again the thrones of fatherland Percus! Magic circles and black stones Percus! Forest spells and damned souls Percus! I find worship in you Percus! Magic circles and black stones Percus! Forest spells and damned souls Percus! I find worship in you I rediscover their power and charm To defeat like a sorcerer, like thousand years ago Oaken castles from millennium before They will rise once again... as a sign Percus!