• Ange-Thin
  • Angel's Retreat
    During lost times I've been Reject myself During lost times the slimly holders Suck me I've been looking for the mysteries Hiding here, Searching for the source...
  • Birth Of The Hero
    The spirit of Prussia will burn in hearts Until the holy flame of Perkuno is burning In the heart of sacred woods Invisible for eyes of simple mortals The thun...
  • Born To Be King Of Innerself
    Millions of people from all over the world worship for different gods But What is the God? What holy fathers teach them? They teach to be resigned to fateBut Wh...
  • Damnation Of Regiomontum
    Clouds hide the sun Fire blinds my eyes Smell of death around of me Like a shadow Only sword in arm Sorrow in my heart Only hatred in my mind GROUND of my lan...
  • Fire In Our Hearts
    The sky is scarlet as it were bleeding The wood is scarlet and splashes sparkles high The air is shivering with stamping of the hooves Imbued with the black smo...
  • From Nameless Oracle
    At the final glorious battle Sons of human they will know What's the point of being human Through the fight with sons of mind Have no way to get some knowledge ...
  • Godless Freedom
    Undying Sun of Native Land! The blood is not as purple as you are The clouds of smoke Are black stains on your body The oak forest like a faded flash of ideas ...
  • Perkuno's Flame
    But why can the wild people not be overcome by swords? But why does the cross not lead to victory? Their warriors are hard as oaks Gods are placing swords in o...
  • Raven
    Under the Raven's black wings The winds of ruthless wrath are running and calling Troubling the heads of sleeping trees The moonlight flashes of the blinding ho...
  • Storm
    Fight, Freedom and Sword Is all that You need in this Storm! Be a leader The Storm will be Your guide to the Domain of Pain! And Darkness will show You the trut...
  • Tears
    The wind blended the smoke of fires with the breath of the swamp The deadly embrace grips us in its iron claws No way out, but we will face the death The sword ...
  • Thinking
    I heard a leaves whisper In the cold autumn fores When we were standing near The bonfire and we were Crossing our swords Over its flame I heard a peals of thun...