Raptured with murder
Thirsty for blood
I walk between the corpses of my enemies
My shield beats back the strikes
My sword crushes the heads
Blood covers my face.
My scream reaches the sky
Our horde attacked from the hills
In the fog of dust and smoke,
Enemy strewed us with arrows
Few brave warriors died
The axes were shining horrible
Crossing with the swords
The warriors without shields
Had to die hopelessly
The dying men were screaming around
Trampled by the fighting hordes
It was enough for me.
I was loosing my mind
But i still was killing...
The night came soon...
I heard a horrifying sound of horns
Our horsemanship will attack soon
We must leave the battlefield fast
Heil moor asferoon...
In the name of the moon
Under the heavy hooves
Those who were too
Strong for us will die...
- :
- 1050 Years Of Pagan Cult
- Sharpening The Thousand Swords
- Ogien przebudzenia
- Thunderbolts of the Gods
- Carpathian Wolves
- The Celtic Winter
- Memory and Destiny
- In the Glare of Burning Churches
- Immortal Pride
- Raise Your Sword!
- Following the Voice of Blood
- Creed of Iron
- Dawn of Iron Blades
- Epilogue / In the Glare of Burning Churches
- Will Stronger Than Death
- Rehearsal
- Morbid Tunes of the Black Angels, Part II
- Spears of Heaven
- The Fire of Awakening
- In the Glare of Burning Churches / The Celtic Winter