Spellcraft And Heathendom

Percus!

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 circles and black stones
Percus! Forest spells and damned souls
Percus! I find worship in you

Percus! Magic circles and black stones
Percus! Forest spells and damned souls
Percus! I find worship in you

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 of the sacred spot
During those cold nights
They found peace and consolation

Percus! Magic circles and black stones
Percus! Forest spells and damned souls
Percus! I find worship in you

Percus! Magic circles and black stones
Percus! Forest spells and damned souls
Percus! I find worship in you

Between the gates of Pomeranian kingdom of magic
They will reign again the thrones of fatherland

Percus! Magic circles and black stones
Percus! Forest spells and damned souls
Percus! I find worship in you

Percus! Magic circles and black stones
Percus! Forest spells and damned souls
Percus! I find worship in you

I rediscover their power and charm
To defeat like a sorcerer, like thousand years ago
Oaken castles from millennium before
They will rise once again... as a sign

Percus!