作词 : Szurminski, Wiwczarek [Music: Piotr Wiwczarek, Lyric: Lukasz Szurminski] "Our world is sick, our world is dying. All brave, honourable and dedicated to themselves men are the past now...but the flame of a wanderer, a seeker, a creator is till burning in a few hearts. This is our and hope of all mankind". Enraged demons, chaos in my soul Destruction, cauldron of thoughts I embrace eternal cycle In an endless struggle I snap all the enemies Ripping asunder their souls Courage, gift of the ancestors And privilege of gods Powerful, creative, joyous and free !!! Lucifer rising up to the sky The bearer of light Ea - Lord of the Deep Who gives wisdom and might Odin, the sage of the tree of life One-eyed god Symbols of sacred heritage From our past I am shedding skin like a snake I am slithering through the Abyss Mind charred by invincibility Lycanthropic instinct Berserker's soul Expanding kingdom of self-realisation I desolate the world of morality Rise up the banner of hate And leave the followers of Christ Obdurate for moans Of the crucified ones Smash the face of God
作词 : Szurminski, Wiwczarek [Music: Piotr Wiwczarek, Lyric: Lukasz Szurminski] "Our world is sick, our world is dying. All brave, honourable and dedicated to themselves men are the past now...but the flame of a wanderer, a seeker, a creator is till burning in a few hearts. This is our and hope of all mankind". Enraged demons, chaos in my soul Destruction, cauldron of thoughts I embrace eternal cycle In an endless struggle I snap all the enemies Ripping asunder their souls Courage, gift of the ancestors And privilege of gods Powerful, creative, joyous and free !!! Lucifer rising up to the sky The bearer of light Ea - Lord of the Deep Who gives wisdom and might Odin, the sage of the tree of life One-eyed god Symbols of sacred heritage From our past I am shedding skin like a snake I am slithering through the Abyss Mind charred by invincibility Lycanthropic instinct Berserker's soul Expanding kingdom of self-realisation I desolate the world of morality Rise up the banner of hate And leave the followers of Christ Obdurate for moans Of the crucified ones Smash the face of God
