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Approaching the new pantheon from ruins of old

Comprehension of runes written on these stones

Silence the sirens as mother earth awakes

From the dead slumbers of her haunting past.

As the pagans ride on horses that forever burn

I can feel her reaching for the Worlds End

So here’s to black - the age of all darkness

This ancient nature is our family shrine.

All Jotunheim groans as the frost giants scream

A loud roar heard by the doors of stone.

We're forever calling the master of the rocks

Empty souls burn as the wolf runs free.

Welcoming the black deciever

Worship the black sun of our gods...

Breathing fire on the mountain of giants

Scriptures of our pagan past live on...

Mother nature has been raped

By ancient profound entities...

Dead trees fallen and blood-soaked soil

Relentless echoes calling from the sky...