There was a time When men were proud There was an age When these lands were pure divine There was a place Where pagan temples stood There was a pride The one you'll never know The flickering flames Of fathers burn silent In the mystic woods Of old Howl of the nightwolf Echoes through the mountains In the shadow of the oaken pride Our pagan...Learn More

Na rubu svijeta U vječnim okovima leda Nemilosrdna majka svoju djecu sada u smrt šalje U dubine hladnih prostanstava njenih Djeca Zemlje sada kroče Kroz gustu maglu i vjetrove hladne Što lica sjeku oštricom hladnoće Nad tijelima mrtvim,Ona sada bdije Oplakujuć' sudbu djela svoga Znajuć’ da drugog puta nema Na putovanje bez povratka sada ih...Learn More