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Beyond the space and time, beetween

The scarlet skies and the world below.

Rise up and stay, 'till insane, ancient ritual dance

And primal creams will summon thunder.

You will see, mighty tempest grin.

Deadly pale lightning crossing the sky.

We have served You well.

Praising your name we set Your altars high

I call You, lord of the ancient forces,

(Of the light)

Who wisely rules in halls of Pravia.

(You surround me)

You see i am son of Your chosen tribe.

Without weakness i fight for Your...

(Fight for Your)

Name

Rise up,

With shiny thunder axe chop off filthy serpents' head

"I tell You, beast, Your horrid agony

Shall save mankind from death and misery"

Wzywam Cię władco

Wichrów i burz

Wzywam Cię władco...

I call You, lord of the ancient forces,

(Of the light)

Who wisely rules in halls of Pravia.

(You surround me)

You see i am son of Your chosen tribe.

Without weakness i fight for Your...

(Fight for Your)

Name