Behemoth - Sventevith (Storming Near The Baltic) lyrics

In the forest of the Eternal dreaming Old oak lighted up by the fullmoon's light The coldness of dungeon torches the inside of wooden maze From the womb of the mother-wolf I was born The witches foretold the coming of tragedy They awakened fright in the hearts of my enemies In the midnight wilderness I took a pledge Quickly I fell in love with the taste of steel For ages waiting for its donudation The final triumph The pure barbarity I howl to the moon to support my battle The moon, symbol of purity, the essence of beauty I damn the sun, rising again and again In brightness of bloody light, steel holocaust I received hails from the northern side Of snowcovered Carpathians The light breath of nightbreeze, as a sign I summon the iron powers, cavalry of my brothers From the land of armageddish fields I am bard of the eastern lands... I lead my brothers for d**h struggle In glory of victory my armies rise Barbarians tribes with fury of desecration With axes reach the sky, hiding usurpator in their wings Call the clouds, desecrating all the holiness Hurt bodies on the snow, Pandaemonium burns This battle is a rebellion, rebirth of old traditions Mythical hell is the paradise to the true warriors There they attain eternity and sit high on the thrones Pagan nations became united Mighty bards received their long awaited silence Slavs returned to their villages and woods Pagan frights of heavenly hell dispelled ... I opened the door to the higher than stars knowledge And took a long walk through the unknown dimensions As the sign of the fullmoon, in damnations I shall rise From the land which hasn't enter yet Into the history From the depths of swamps we are bringing Proudly our name At night, kissing the moonlight - - rebel children living in twilight Like wolves... ... some named us so... Union with people from the sign Of the half-moon To crush the golden walls of Earthly heaven To strangle the pestilence... To the lands of the mighty Empire Others even think about with fear We invaded a state with sword In our hands Roma means nothing In the land of Slavs ! Today forests sing about the legend Long forgotten spirits Whose names nobody remembers now Waiting their day to reborn Their visions of the past Are torturing our souls Whispering in the dark... ... they will come here again To reign supreme Believe my words... From unremembrance From Fire and Water From the sacred woods Ancient Wolves gather From the burnt Arkona ... From the Pagan Vastlands ! Black horse rides across the sky With a sword we will open the amber gates of Nawia Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidza Chrystusa !!! Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidza boga-krzyza !!! Night in the mountains comes with the fly of a raven Carpathians bathed in the light of the moon In old ruins where the dying shadows Are watching the shine from the stars Nobody remembers days of glory Several hundreds years pa**ed in silence Not a soul has been seen here I am standing on a hill So silent is the sky I am drinking in the cold of this night Old grey wolf lying upon my foots Is licking the hand of mine It is night... in my heart It is moon... in my eyes I am hidden in a fog - my own breath Small village in a valley Sleeping in a fear, in a fear of me ! Loathsome race of the mortals Magic of wolfish teeth, wings of bats Faithful guards of religion Old as the blood itself - - The Cult of the Undead Vampirism ! Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain She was only fourteen No cry has bursted from her lips Pity that she had to die But how sweet was her neck... It is night... in my heart It is moon... in my eyes I am hidden in a fog - my own breath Sometimes only my anthem of triumph Echoes in mountainous landscape Like blood from torn open arteries Poison flows down the tongue Somewhere far away a howling can be heard Oh, how beautiful is the night of Transylvania ! Frenzy of lust, frenzy of pain Blood is life... ETERNAL ! ... With a little fear I kiss the moonlight How exciting is the thought About having a taste of your kingdom Which wakes up to life, at night... When the servants carry me to the gates of Helevorn Dreams about unlimited dimensions Float over Thy Golden Palace Snowcovered majesty, damned In nocturnal solitude I pace, deeper into virgin forest Among sadness and depressive thoughts Visit firmaments of dead nature In the glare of black mirror, asleep Forgotten temples of gods (of forests) Welcoming the son of godly Teuton, father of fathers The source of the deepest darkness and magic The mightiest emperor, cammrad of war With blessings I join the caravan of my brothers Like a thunder I strike into the Jehova's armies I dance with holocauststorms in this battle I set the holy fire of aurora borealis This fire, this flame, this redness, live forever... Since a long time I've visited those old dungeons I spilled the first blood in the depth In the darkness of the forest's maze I found her, morbid beauty I used to spend whole days In the mystic places of Delduwath There, where the light of the halfmoon Fell as the dying sun The wolf's howling was lulling to sleep My young soul... How beautiful were the views of nocturnal land How wonderful was the life in complete solitude Away from villages and towns, mansions and palaces The last moments give birth to memories in me Who was that beauty, majestic and great What were those views, beautifully gilded by leaves Which were hiding behind them so many mystic wefts They stole my solitude and independence I lie crushed by the chains in a wet cell, bleeding I am awaiting for mother, the last hope, d**h Let the died out fire away in me, let it awake Aldaron Black gusts of dust covered my divine person with their arms The gates of nature for ages dead, opened themselves Tears of soil filled the green valleys Naked Carpathian mountains denudated its might Rights which created this world With fury strike heaven, pearly gates The dark powers of nature unleashed veritable war The last breaths of sun falling onto the snow Turned into the scream of the dying light... Delightful night... When the fullmoon lights cemetery's valley Winds of frost strike my tomb When I am in eternal sleep When wild storms dwell Wind blows through the Baltic Instincts unleash the war inside And strike the sky with holocausthunder Mountains sleep, the forest Covers freezing land where I was born Now I walk among the castles Watch the streams of frozen tears Spilled with blood of forefathers Nightbreeze feed my spiritual form And spirits gather, floating in the mist My eastern empires spread wings of winter Visions of destructions ruin and tragedies Tasting pure sin, fade into the pit And walk through my beloved, endless woods... I summon all the beauty Evil To rape the bodies of your disciples Too long I hide in shades of woods... And now I build my beauty Hall Wallachian tyrant, I bring a winter I come with frost and burning hate ! Follow the Gods of Eastern Lands Being the battle which blows the earth There was only one long and terrible winter Where icy blackness covered the sun and the gra** Dethroned light ended its existence Hell brought there all thunders and winds All the blasphemy from the four sides of the world Gods have forgotten this land, where fear Caught the throat with the bony hand And the wolf howled gloomy song of cold, frost and hunger... The lakes enslaved in hard icy shackles Wild trees covered the happy world Which will never wake up again ! Life has affected a new form here Through the icy vastlands run wild Hordes of wolves, moonless night, that's all Moon is covered with fresh meat, threw by the hungry hordes Pure paganism I worship in the woods Forest's mountains never saw by human eye Kingdom of the ancient and horned evil Covered by golden wood and black thorns My armor like a bark of old oak I rape my wounds and blood flows down to the ground Covered by the snow naked crowns of trees Like crying mothers Slavonic worshippers Pagan warriors hide in frozen wood Like black statues born in the heart of winterevil Ride on the thunders and moonstorms Where the land is open for full witching moon Mouth kiss the leaves fallen in the past Fingers touch the frozen land Pagan fears fall down on icy skin Wild eyes filled with darkred blood Are staring into depths of virgin forest Where my grave on unholy land Covered by the snow... Winds carry me through Transylvania Virgin evil hidden in the blackest heart I joined the ceremony of wolves Where unsilent gods sit high on their goathrones Now the majesty is ready for pure holocaust The feast of Babylon who*e and her wolf