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He has mighty horns and he's wearing torcs, he is The Horned God

Fertility and renaissance surrounded by the wild

Lord of beasts, his orange seals are used for hunting needs

The Mater Dei caress his life and creates what he protects

He was born at the Pilier des Nautes,

embracing earth 'til he dies

With the autumn laves, he close his eyes

And then he awakes when Ymbolg ends

...And we shall protect and guard by the sign of The Horned God

This is our fight, together we stand

And don't forget, your place to live, our world to stay

The Oak woods screamed when he disappeared, the forest guard was gone

What will we do? We are still weak, exposed to human kind

The winter fell and devastated our homes and our lives

Frozen our breathe beneath his tears, we need our Hu Gadhan.

Living roots run through his soul and makes him become alive

He's back again but his sons are dead

Now it's too late, Cernunnos rage!

Cernunnos rage!