From the Pagan Vastlands Songtext
von Irrlycht

From the pagan Vastlands!

From the land which hasn′t enter yet
Into the history
From the depths of swamps we are bringing
Proudly our name

Rebel children living in twilight
At night, kissing the moonlight
Like wolves
...Some named us so

Union with people from the sign
Of the half-moon
To crush the golden walls of
Earthly heaven

To strangle the pestilence
To the lands of the mighty Empire
Others even think about with fear
We invaded a state with sword


In our hands
Roma means nothing
In the land of Slavs!

Today forests sing about the legend
Long forgotten spirits
Whose names nobody remembers now
Waiting their day to reborn

Their visions of the past
Are torturing our souls
Whispering in the dark
...They will come here again
To reign supreme
Believe my words

From unremembrance
From Fire and Water
From the sacred woods
Ancient Wolves gather
From the burnt Arkona
...From the Pagan Vastlands!
Black horse rides across the sky
With a sword we will open the amber gates of Nawia


Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidzą Chrystusa!
Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidzą boga-krzyża!

Union with people from the sign
Of the half-moon
To crush the golden walls of
Earthly heaven

To strangle the pestilence
To the lands of the mighty Empire
Others even think about with fear
We invaded a state with sword

In our hands
Roma means nothing
In the land of Slavs!