Spellcraft And Heathendom

I've met in surrounding me nature Spirits and deities wielding the element, In a field, in a forest, in rocks and caves And i won their goodwill with sacrifices. Horses carried me to the skies, White, beautiful steeds ... beloved. I was attacking brushwood violently I touched motherland... Percus ! magic cirkles and black stones Percus ! forest spells and damned souls Percus ! i find worship in you Percus !!! They will return, dance like fire, as before They will return, to the trees, To the forest of mine... to the kingdom ! The thunderer demons Guards the sacred spot During those cold nights They found peace and consolation. I rediscover the power and charm To defeat like a sorcerer, Like thousands years ago, Oaken castles from millenium before, They will rise once again... as a sign... Percus !