In the frosty forest primeval secret preservetl
The crypt where I spent another night in solitude.
I open my eyes,
Darkness embraces my body
Awaken as an immortal
Wolves announce my return.
The time has come...
Driven by the winter glades
In the fullmoon glow
I walk the forgotten paths.
Born from the ancient magic,
I am the destruction of Christ herds.
Leading the shadow armies
Armed with hell-torged weapons
We will strike with crushing power.
Screams of dying will be our nourishment
Your end has come, prepare for death!
The war we started
Will end the age of the cross,
The cult of Jewish God.
Temples will be turned to ruins
Decrepit old man in white robes
Sitting in his noble throne
Will be pierced with sword.
The heart of squalid faith,
will be turned to ashes.
The skies were pierced
By fiery thunderbolts
The blood rain fell on the soil.
Again, I hid in my tomb
Among great trees,
And I will rise again
In the land free from Christian hegemony...
