Fly throughout the centuries and all the ancient eras
 Warm blood of the enemies of ancient faith appear…
 Feel the call
 Strength and might
 Feel the spirit
 Of the night…

 Ancient pagan power
 Overfills the forest
 Spirits of Carpathia 
 Are asleep in woods

 Mist of ages clears
 Past [bad word] the future
 Modern cancer disappears
 Sleeping spirits rise 
 Pollinated forces
 Betrothed by darkness
 Once destroyed power
 Exequis of present times 
 Feel the call
 Strength and might
 Feel the spirit
 Of the night…

 Fly throughout the centuries and all the ancient eras
 Warm blood of the enemies of ancient faith appear…

 Rising power from the ashes
 Walk the ancient wisdoms way
 In thy heart you feel possession
 Cursed mind that went astray
 Spells of nature’re hidden here
 Strength of esoteric woods
 Age-old oaks – you see [bad word]  Pagan…
 Fly throughout the centuries and all the ancient eras
 Warm blood of the enemies of ancient faith appear…
 All the wisdom of the Earth is hidden here somewhere
 All will bow to the ancient curse of the wooden scripture
 Feel the call
 Strength and might
 Feel the spirit
 Of the night…