From the Pagan Vastlands (Live)

From the Pagan

(Vastlands)

From the Pagan

(Vastlands)

From the Pagan vastlands

From the land which hasn't enter yet into the history

From the depths of swamps

We are bringing proudly our name

At night, kissing the moonlight

Rebel children living in twilight

Like wolves

Some named us so

Union with people from the sign of the half-moon

To crush the golden walls of Earthly heaven

To strangle the pestilence

To the lands of the mighty Empire

Others even think about with fear

We invadеd a state with sword

In our hands

Roma means nothing

In the land of Slavs

Today forеsts sing about the legend

Long forgotten spirits

Whose names nobody remembers now

Waiting their day to reborn

Their visions of the past

Are torturing our souls

Whispering in the dark, they will come here again

To reign supreme

Believe my words

From unremembrance

From fire and water

From the sacred woods

Ancient wolves gather

From the burnt Arkona

From the Pagan vastlands

Black horse rides across the sky

With a sword we will open the amber gates of Nawia

Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidza Chrystusa

Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidza boga-krzyza

Union with people from the sign of the half-moon

To crush the golden walls of Earthly heaven

To strangle the pestilence

To the lands of the mighty Empire

Others even think about with fear

We invaded a state with sword

In our hands

Roma means nothing

In the land of Slavs