From The Pagan Vastlands Lyrics

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From the land which hasn't entered yet
into the history
From the depths of swamps we are bringing
Proudly our name
At 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
To the lands of mighty Empire
Others even think about us with fear
We invaded a state with a sword
In our 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 the past
Are torturing our souls
Whispering in the dark
They will come again
To reign supreme
Believe my words

From unrememberence
From Fire and Water
From the sacred woods
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-krzyza!

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From the land which hasn't entered yet  
into the history  
From the depths of swamps we are bringing  
Proudly our name  
At 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  
To the lands of mighty Empire  
Others even think about us with fear  
We invaded a state with a sword  
In our 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 the past  
Are torturing our souls  
Whispering in the dark  
They will come again  
To reign supreme  
Believe my words  
  
From unrememberence  
From Fire and Water  
From the sacred woods  
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-krzyza!

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