Ancestral Volkhves - Hark A Heathen Spell lyrics

O´ Pripegal, We Invoke Thee With Raised Hands Towards The Sky! Accept The Sacrificial Victim, Drink Thy Daily Cup Of Blood Let Down The Veil Of Slavery Sink Set Our Brothers Free Let´s Rejoice, Christ Is Defeated!!! Sacred City Arkona On The Island Rujana For Ages Unconquerable Bastion Of Slavs An Island Surrounded By Sea With Access By Ship And Wintry Valley Of Frost Ice There Lived Them, Honor And Valor Ancestors Fulfilled With Pride To All Of What They Had Made There Lived Them, Strong And Wise Forefathers Fulfilled With A Wish For A Peaceful Life Mightest God Svantovit, Worshiped For Centuries Thou Hast A Sacred White Horse Who Thou Ridest /Through/ Thy Domain With May Thy Horn Of Wine Divine The Black Storm Of Perun May The Age Of Volkhves Arise... May The Sword Of Svantovit Protect Us From The Enemies!!! Mother Earth Mokos Thou Art The Stream Of Life Let Ziva Please My Lust At Thy Midnighted Altar Grant Me The Key To Thy Majestic Mysteries Embrace Me With Dark Powers Enshrined In Hidden Knowledge Svarog, The Celestial Smith Thou Hast Created All Laws And Things Thou Art Our Master We Praise The Son Of Thine The Emperor Of Sun Svarozic-Dazbog, Our Solar Lord Thou Rulest The Fire Our Lives … Thy Flame!!!