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Who among you forged the strongest of iron?

As once, in the past, we were facing the storm

Witchcraft and steel, before god, the pitiful one

Warriors from beyond against those of the cross

Harlots and maidens cast saturnine spells

By the temple in the grove

At the old crown of stone

On the sign of the snake

Ways of perception came forth

As these howling hills fell into ruin

The sign of the mighty lord

Over flames flickered

Son of witch, of darkbound woods

Was left for the wolves

Born of devil's rapture

Of venom and sin

On the river we now placed him

To die or to live

Beyond time, beyond life

A spawn of the goddess, gift to the serpents

For his land and the strains of his ancient line

Alone in the world that sought him dead

Called by the beast, his genetic essence

To hunt human blood in the kingdom of trees

We shall drink it for a thousand winters