In the deep of the Carpathians

Surrounded by forests where beasts of night dwell

On a bare mountain it stands

The loneliest fortress



O' lord Opour

Worship the four elements



God of Earth, thy gift a great stone

Created not by human hands



God of Fire, thy gift, a furnace in the bowels of earth

from which thou throw out thy fury

Through the "flue of hell"



God of Water, thy gift an awesome trunk

Transformed into a stone black as night

No axe could chop it and it sparks by the beat of steel



God of Air, thy gift an enormous thunderbolt

That fell on the ground of Arx Idolatriae



Step into the sulphur cave

Inhale the might of thy idols



Though the walls are crushed

We will raise the flag of the long forgotten ones