The Journey To The Paganism

All united by the same ideal
I hear the battle cry
We are together we are prepared
To the battle tonight
Drums of war addounce that
Many blood will be sheded again
I wait for red night, to the battle
The world walk to the end

I live in honour
To my ancestral pride
I live to die
With glory

The sound of the battle
The symphony of the pagan swords
We fighting for the honour
We fighting for the blood

Under a gray smoke and heavy
My body resist the death
My pagan spirit alive for freedom
The only reason to rest
Fighting with bravery and honor, I’ll go
To a sacred place
The light is so strong that blind
Where my ancestors are waiting me

I live in honour
To my ancestral pride
I live to die
With glory

The sound of the battle
The symphony of the pagan swords
We fighting for the honour
We fighting for the blood