Dark clouds fill the sky, banishing
sunlight to the shadows of the night
And wrathful storm comes,
born of the anger of the gods
From her throne in the mountain,
Taranis strikes the firmament
Unchaining the fury of the thunder
that resounds in the valleys

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I remember
When the horns of war ralled the brave to battle
I remember
The times when honor ruled our souls and loyalty was the only law
The young men looked for the secret of steel
By the paths of war
Riding towards the foreign lands searching for the spoils of war

Solum telis conspergitur
Scuta et cavae galeae ictibus personant...
Asperum proelium committitur.
Tantum sub occasum solis
In acie conspersa cadaveribus
Pugnatur usque ad extremum...
Duces utriusque exercitus concurrunt.
Orkian conicit telum suum irrumpens in gul

Black war clouds returns to the bloody sky
and white wolves run all over the snow in wild and forgotten forest
sons of steel and fire born in the era of fury and revenge

following the battle horns
A thousand flags arise in the time of the beginning and a flock of black crow

Night arrives to the deepest of the forest
Where shadows dance under the moon
Ravens fly in dark places and forgotten rivers born in frost mountains
Arcane thrones of the Old Gods that ruled this lands

I remember when the men of the cross arrived to this place
On those

Terror serpit inter ordines orcorum
Silva ante eos incepit tremere
Sub terra gelida Charcharon procedebat
Contra eos dispelans transitu eius omnia res
Adesti cum omnia sua vi demum apparet...
Nigra maxima species vomens flammas
Coperta aculeorum incepit igni concrema

Dies festi veri celebrabantur et in valle Amiur
Multitudo erat laeta.

[FEAST DAY...]

It was the spring feast and in the Amiur valley
All the people is celebrating.

Silva gravida est uligine sicut frons elforum qui
Percipiunt obscuram presentiam, statim murmur
Foliarum aperit veritatem ... duodecim hominum
Horribilium sine deo.
Terror serpit inter perturbatos elfos, qui non
Habent tempus fugiendi.
Monstra in iugula candida impe

Per multos annos sex lunarum ordinem et collocationem
exspectaverat
Et tandem suum iter finem habuerat...
Erat sub radicibus montis Ghor-Ad
In cuius cacumine magnifica domus regia eminebat.
Cum in eam irrupisset eius cognoscendi cupiditas et imperii
aviditas
Usq

Quarta nova luna est anni zorg et baazgor
Impetum facturus est in arcem kamuth.
Tenebrarum amplexus ad continendum exercitum
Sulphureum non sufficit.
Vigiliae ad arma conclamant et statim oleum
Fervidum de moenibus manat, cum caelum
Plurimis telis missis a sagittariis ill

In summis montibus excubiae in ingentibus turribus eminebat.
Repente nigra fuligo delapsa est super gentes.
Cantores et tibicines tacuerunt...
Silentium non verum absorbuit bur-caal
Statim laniatum excubiarum clamoribus.
Trans montem horrendus visus...
Duces baazgor et or

The wind blows on the cold winter nights as snow falls
In distant forests where time stands still
High grow the sacred trees
Where the spirits of the damned fauna dwell
Pale the full moon spreads her light
Leading the children of the shadows
Those who were banished

Gazing up to the sky, I see the darkness chasing away
The Sun which once stood high, until not even
a glow is left of day...
A dark cloud covers the sky above,
not a star in sight.

This is the land of my Ancestors
Land I will defend until my last breath
Land

Dum, exercitus uruk devastat agres meridiane
Baazgor progressus exercitus nigrae pergit
Etiam in aeri, cum legione orkianis, domini draconum.
Trux orcus equitat fulvum alatum.
Horridum squamis osseis emicantem flammas
Ex faucibus ardentibus praeentem multitudinibus
Dracon

Postquam sex principes ceciderunt et pluvia
Ignea sexiens in Elfmuth ruit,
Postremus rex iam tenere non poterat suos
Turbatos fines ab orcis ferocibus.

[PROEMIUM]

After the fall of the six emperors and after the Rain of fire had
fallen on Elfmuth for six times The

Extremos orcos scriptos ab copiis
Septentrionis Kazh-Ran
Navigii parati erant ad solvendum
Versus Ruid-Dor sinus Elfmuth
Theatrum supremi certaminis designatum
Blasphema caterva ad litus
Ex collibus ubi appropinquant
Naves bellicae soloturae
Intus horum se

My land
Where the woods conceal the shadows of the night
Where the winds sow with snow the high mountains
And furious sea breaks against abrupt shelving
As the storm whip the reared sky

Pagan westland arise again, in hate
Gods of war descend to earth
From you

Warriors ride with spear and shield
under the banners of the eagle
In black winter days when shadows
rise to life in legends
And beneath high trees the ancestral
cults of nature gods are reborn
From father to son the tradition perpetuates
the noble blood which

From the snowcovered mountains
the iberian wolves intone war hatefull howling
under a silvered fullmoon

following the way of blood with sharp axes
we walk through the old forest dark and endless
here lived our pagan spirits from the beginning times
and now a cross