Spellcraft and Heathendom Behemoth Grom (1996)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 ! |
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