In the forest of the Eternal dreaming   Old oak lighted up by the fullmoon’s light   The coldness of dungeon torches the inside of wooden maze   From the womb of the mother-wolf I was born   The witches foretold the coming of tragedy   They awakened fright in the hearts of my enemies   In the midnight wilderness I took a pledge   Quickly I fell in love with the taste of steel   For ages waiting for its donudation   The final triumph   The pure barbarity   I howl to the moon to support my battle   The moon, symbol of purity, the essence of beauty   I damn the sun, rising again and again   In brightness of bloody light, steel holocaust   I received hails from the northern side   Of snowcovered Carpathians   The light breath of nightbreeze, as a sign   I summon the iron powers, cavalry of my brothers   From the land of armageddish fields   I am bard of the eastern lands...   I lead my brothers for death struggle   In glory of victory my armies rise   Barbarians tribes with fury of desecration   With axes reach the sky, hiding usurpator in their wings   Call the clouds, desecrating all the holiness   Hurt bodies on the snow, Pandaemonium burns   This battle is a rebellion, rebirth of old traditions   Mythical hell is the paradise to the true warriors   There they attain eternity and sit high on the thrones   Pagan nations became united   Mighty bards received their long awaited silence   Slavs returned to their villages and woods   Pagan frights of heavenly hell dispelled   ... I opened the door to the higher than stars knowledge   And took a long walk through the unknown dimensions   As the sign of the fullmoon, in damnations I shall rise