Alba s touto skladbou:
Paganized,
Sun is rising up on the sky,
rays of light are rushing to the earth...
so...smell the wind, follow eagles and fly,
so...feel the spring from south to north!
Where the grass grows overhead,
please let me rest of bloody world...
let me forget souls who are dead,
far into the lake I am throwing my sword!!
Of the wood...they made chairs and tables!
Oaken wood...where gods seat from times
immemorial!
Of the wood...they made chairs and tables!
Oaken wood...it bled due to their wide sharpen axes...
Sound of the laugh rings in the air,
Clash of cups brings taste of the mead.
Thundering spree of the eternal ones,
Blowing the fear away from their sons.
Vesna calls wind, incoming and clear,
Veles drives the cattle of best drove,
Morana shines of blackest fear
Mighty Perun sees all with joy!
Ref:
To live same as their loyal, and mortal believers,
this has forever been superb pride of our gods.
To fight with ones who dwell in the sewers,
Gods bring the law to the world through acts and
words!
Sun is rising up on the sky,
rays of light are rushing to the earth...
so...smell the wind, follow eagles and fly,
so...smell blooms from south to north!
Of the wood...they made chairs and tables!
In the Woods...where gods seat from times
immemorial!
Of the wood...they made chairs and tables!
Oaken wood...it bled of their wide sharpen axes...
Ref:
To live same as their loyal, and mortal believers,
This has forever been superb pride of our gods.
To fight with ones who dwell in the sewers,
Gods bring the law to the world, through their acts
and words!
So...hold up your pint of mead and drink it to the
health of all the world,
Wish peacefull rest to the brave ones who died before
decades,So...think about your dreams and let your
wings to warm in cold,
let them unfold wide, over your inner lands.
Dark grey cloud...get near the place,
dream away the dream, invisible grace...
