The days when ancient blood
Will awake in the hearts of
When my spirit was roaming among the winter's fog I
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
[instrumental]
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
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