1. Chant Of The Eastern Lands

In the forests of eternal dreaming
Old oaks lighted up by the fullmoon's light
The coldness of dungeon touches the inside of wooden maze
From the womb of the mother –wolf I was born
The witches foretold in the hearts of my enemies
In the midnight I took a pledge
Quickly I fell in love with the taste of steel
For ages waiting for its denudation
The final triumph
The pure barbarity

O howl to the moon for support in 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 nightmare, as a sign
I summon the iron powers, cavalry of my brothers
From the land of armageddish fields

I am the bard of eastern lands...

I lead my brothers for death struggle
In glory of victory my armies rise
Barbarian tribes with fury of destruction
With axes reach the sky, hiding usurpator in their wings
Call the clouds, desecrating all the holiness
Hurt bodies on the snow, Pandemonium burns
This battle is a rebellion, rebirth o old traditions
Mystical hell is the paradise to the true warriors
There they attain eternity and sit high on the throne

Pagan nations become 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 then stars knowledge
And took a long walk throughout the unknown dimensions
As the sigh of fullmoon, is damnation I shall rise

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2. The Touch Of Nya

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3. From The Pagan Vastlands

From the land which hasn't entered yet
into the history
From the depths of swamps we are bringing
Proudly our name
As night, kissing the moonlight
-rebel children living in twilight
Like wolves...
...some named us so...

union with people from the sign
Of the half moon
To crush the golden walls of earthly heaven
To strangle the pestilence
Th the lands of mighty Empire
Others even think about us with fear
We invaded a state with a sword
In ours hands Roma means nothing
In the land of Slavs

Today forests sing about the legend
Long forgotten spirits
Whose names nobody remembers now
Waiting their day to reborn
Their visions of past
Are torturing our souls
Whispering in the dark
They will come again
To reign supreme
Believe my woods

From umrememberence
From Fire and Water
Ancient powers gather
From the burnt Arcona
...From the Pagan Vastlands!

Black horse rides across the sky
With a sword we will open the amber gates of Nawia!

Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidza Chrystusa!
Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidza boga-kryza!

перевод: "Из обширных языческих земель" (Rotting Christ) »

4. Hidden In A Fog

Night in the mountains comes with the fly of a raven
Carpathians bathed in the light of the moon
In the old ruins where the dying shadows
Are watching the shine from the stars
Nobody remembers days of glory
Several hundreds years passed in silence
Not a soul has been seen here
O am standing on the hill
So silent in the sky
I am drinking the cold of this night
Old gray wolf flying upon my feet
Is licking the hand of mine

It is night... in my heart
It is moon... in my eyes
I am hidden in a fog – my own breath
Small village in a valley
Sleeping in fear, in a fear of me!
Loathsome race of mortals
Magic of wolfish teethes, wings of bats
Faithful guards of religion
Old as the blood itself
The cult of the undead
Vampirism

Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain
She was only fourteen
No cry has burst from her lips
Pity that she had to die
But bow sweet was her neck
It is night... in my heart
It is moon... in my eyes
I am hidden in a fog
My own breath

Sometimes only my anthem of triumph
Echoes in mountains landscape
Like blood from thorn opened arteries
Poison flows down the tongue
Somewhere far away a howling can be heard
Oh, how beautiful is the night in Transylvania!

Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain
Blood is life... ETERNAL!

перевод: "Скрытый в тумане" (Rotting Christ) »

5. Ancient

(инструментал)

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6. Entering The Faustian Soul

...With little fear I kiss the moonlight
How exciting is a thought
About having a taste of your kingdom
Which wakes up to life, as night
When servants carry me to the gates of Helevorn
Dreams about unlimited dimensions
Float over Golden Palace
Snowcovered majesty, damned

In nocturnal solitude I pace, deeper into virgin forest
Among sadness and depressive thoughts
Visit firmaments of dead nature
In the glare of black mirror, asleep

Forgotten temples of gods (of forests)
Welcoming the son of godly Teuton, father of fathers
The source of the deepest darkness and magic
The mightiest emperor, cammrad of war

With blessings I join the caravan of my brothers
Like a thunder I strike into the jehova's armies
I dance with holocauststorms in this battle
I set the holy fire of Aurora Borealis
This fire, this flame, this redness, live forever...

перевод: "Вход в фаустианскую душу" (Rotting Christ) »

7. Forgotten Cult Of Aldaron

Since a long time I've visited those old dungeons
I spilled the fist blood on the depth
In the darkness of the forest's maze
I found her, morbid beauty
I used to spend whole days
In the mystic places of Delduwath
There, where the light of the fullmoon
Fell as the dying sun
The wolf's howling was lulling to sleep
My young soul...

How beautiful were the views of nocturnal land
How wonderful was the life in complete solitude
Away from villages and towns, mentions and places
The last moments gibe birth to memories in me

Who was that beauty, majestic and great
What were those views, beautiful glided by leaves
Which were hiding behind them so many mystic wefts
They stole my solitude by chains in a wet cell, bleeding
I am waiting for mother, the last hope, death
Let the died live out fire awake in me, let it awake Aldaron

Black gusts of dust covered my divine person with their arms
The gates of nature for ages dead, opened themselves
Tears of soil filled green valley
Naked Carpathian mountains denuded its might
Rights which created this world
With fury strike heaven, pearly gates
The dark powers of nature unleashed veritable war
The last breaths of sun falling onto the snow
Turned into scream of a dying light...

перевод: "Забытый культ Альдарона" (Rotting Christ) »

8. Wolves Guard My Coffin

Delightful night...
When the foolmoon lights cemetery's valley
Winds of frost strike my tomb
When I am in eternal sleep
When wild storms dwell
Wind blows through the Baltic
Instincts unleash the war inside
And strike the sky with holocausthunder

Mountains sleep, the forest
Covers freezing land where I was born
Now I walk among the castles
Watch the streams of frozen tears
Spilled with blood of forefathers
Nightbreeze feed my spiritual form
And spirits gather, floating on the mist

My eastern empires spread the wings of winter
Visions of destruction, ruins and tragedies
Tasting pure sun, fade into the pit
And walk thought my beloved, endless woods...

I summon all the beauty Evil
To rape the bodies of your disciples
Too long I hide in the shades of woods...
And now I build my beauty Hall
Wallachian tyrant, i bring a winter
I come with frost and burning hate
Follow the Gods of Eastern lands
Being the battle which blows the earth

перевод: "Волки охраняют мой гроб" (Rotting Christ) »

9. Hell Dwells In Ice

There was only one long and terrible winter
Where icy blackness covered the sun and the grass
Dethroned light ended its existence
Hell brought there all the thunder and winds
All the blasphemy from the four sides of the world
Gods have forgotten this land, where fear
Caught the throat with the bony hand
And the wolf howled gloomy song of cold, frost and hunger...

The lakes enslaved in hard icy shackles
Wild trees covered the happy world
Which will never wake up again!
Life has affected a new form here
Thought the icy vastlands tun wild
Hordes of wolves, moonless night, that's all
Moon is covered with fresh meat, thew by the hungry hordes

перевод: "Ад живёт во льду" (Rotting Christ) »

10. Transylvanian Forest