The days when ancient blood
Will awake in the hearts of
At the pagan Samain night,I entered the Darkside,Evil arrived far
In the glare of furious lightnings spell of the damned
Armed armies march towards the battle
The warriors of Wotan, not
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The frost tries to reach us,with its cruel cold handsthe
I was a childwhen they took me away from my
No more reign of crosseswith hanging corpses of god's sonEnough
Awoken spirits of the carpathian forest come,hands of the dead
For freedom - Death
For freedom - Blood
For freedom - Fire
For
Following The Voice Of Blood In my bloody hands I
"I am Darken, black druid of darkness and warrior of
Cruel storm is lashing my ship
I hear my people's cries
Wind
One day en eagle kidnapped him. When he was only
When the dark clouds in the sky full of the
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