Pagan Heart
Pagan Throne
The lush valleys of my sacred land
Vast lands washed by crystal clear waters
North shine the palaces of stone
The mother earth in perfect harmony with the mythical gods
The shadows of night brings memories…
Elders tell stories of achievements
Our wives and children toasting the bounty of our fields
The mother earth in perfect harmony with the mythical gods
I give my soul to the gods...
In return we pay them back with the spoils of war
I will give my life for my homeland
The blood enemy sow our green fields
Our hands are destroyed to handle swords
The torn flesh by the power of steel
The distant eyes reveal the horrors of war
The mother earth in perfect harmony with the mythical gods
The duty to love and defend our land
Will always be passed to generations to come
In harmony with the forces of the earth
The mother earth in perfect harmony with the mythical gods
I give my soul to the gods...
In return we pay them back with the spoils of war
I will give my life for my homeland
The blood enemy sow our green fields
What does the nature
Our blood is contaminated
The soul blackened and cold
The desire for revenge
So many stolen lives
Time changes the vision
As we are
What we are?
Eyes are not blinded
But blindness thus makes
Empty and cold
Oh! Empty and cold
The enemy shows his weakness
Begging for clemency
We drink for the gods
And greet to another victory
Pagan gods
Pagan gods
Pagan gods
The battlefield feeds the bloodthirsty
Hatred does bleed the soul
The feeling of death makes us stronger
Thirsty for battle
Pagan heart
Calls for revenge