My Pagan Fatherland (Evil Power's Night)



When the trees become back, the time comes

The red blaze appears in the sky

holding the clouds of hatred.

When the forest becomes black

The time of transformation comes!



Our souls evil and cruel, depraved they call:

Oh, how much I'd like to fight!

Oh, how much I'd to see the blood of my enemies

on my father's ground.



The vengeance will be done

We can't go away now.

Oh, my brother wolf is calling me

in the blackness of the forest.

Oh, the moon is crying,

his silver tears falling on my me

create the silver armour.



Father moon's shined blinded my enemies

When the trees become black,

I am ready to fight!