Scripture of the Woods

Fly throughout the centuries and all the ancient eras
Warm blood of the enemies of ancient faith appear…
Feel the call
Strength and might
Feel the spirit
Of the night…

Ancient pagan power
Overfills the forest
Spirits of Carpathia
Are asleep in woods

Mist of ages clears
Past becomes the future
Modern cancer disappears
Sleeping spirits rise
Pollinated forces
Betrothed by darkness
Once destroyed power
Exequis of present times
Feel the call
Strength and might
Feel the spirit
Of the night…

Fly throughout the centuries and all the ancient eras
Warm blood of the enemies of ancient faith appear…

Rising power from the ashes
Walk the ancient wisdoms way
In thy heart you feel possession
Cursed mind that went astray
Spells of nature’re hidden here
Strength of esoteric woods
Age-old oaks – you see the runes
Pagan…
Fly throughout the centuries and all the ancient eras
Warm blood of the enemies of ancient faith appear…
All the wisdom of the Earth is hidden here somewhere
All will bow to the ancient curse of the wooden scripture
Feel the call
Strength and might
Feel the spirit
Of the night…