Текст (слова) песни: Darkwoods My Betrothed - The Conspiracy Of The Pagan Cult
Strenghtened bravemen hearts Ride with the pale moon Reach for the source of wisdom In the glare of the guiding star Visions of a pure land As fires haunt The chains are unbound The visions shall be true A throne is risen For the bravehearted northmen Sprung out of the source of wisdom With pure pagan blood Ages of the elders return Fallen upon the traitor`s hand The curs shall be slain Stain by the Hammer of pride (Music: Pasi Words: Vanargandr)
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