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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?

Standing tall in the heart of forest
Are the idols of the yore
Kissed by cold winds wrinkled faces
Wooden eyes that see the past
Once almighty now forgotten
Covered by the fallen leaves
Always waiting for tomorrow
But forever in the past

Simulacrum of the ancient gods
That once ruled this world, now torn apart

Born in fire, born for burning
But cold ice is in their eyes
In the forests silence waiting
For the human sacrifice
Standing tall in the heart of forest
Are the idols of the yore
Kissed by cold winds wrinkled faces
Wooden eyes that see the past
Once almighty now forgotten
Covered by the fallen leaves
Always waiting for tomorrow
But forever in the past

Simulacrum of the ancient gods
That once ruled this world, now torn apart

Born in fire, born for burning
But cold ice is in their eyes
In the forests silence waiting
For the human sacrifice
Dead but breathing, life denial
Is the aim of Idols lives
Cold as ice and hot as fire
No one hears their silent cries

Hear them now? Words of silence
Carry mind away in astral dimensions

Obscure castle
Hidden deep in woods
Wizard, old and wise
Stays in here for good

Halls are filled with the dust of ages
Mirrors on the walls are blind
Only stars are seen on (their) surface
Sun is nowhere to be found

Concave now shines with the stars
Of ancient empire that's grazed by the time
Shining above are the stars of the gods,
Warriors, wizards, old kings and seraphs

But the castle still stands?

Eyes of the idols still see
Inside it hope and belief

Winds of sorrow clean the halls
Mirrors see all truth and fake
And old wizard, he awakes now
To a life of hopes and dreams

Concave still shines with the stars
Of ancient empire that's grazed by the time
Waking above are the stars of the gods,
Warriors, wizards, old kings and seraphs

And the castle awakes now?

Ears of the idols now hear
Sound of awaking belief

Inside the gnashing castle
The wizard rules again
Still reigning stormy clouds
Among the roaring winds
Descending into darkness
And waking from the dead
His will now equals order
He's like a living god

Imparting woods all around
From ground to the stormy clouds
Power not evil but old
Now is alive and unfold

Rising from the darkness
Once sundered with this land
Constellation of old ghosts
Awakened by wizard

Winds of sorrow clean the halls
Mirrors see all truth and fake
And old wizard, he awakes now
To a life of hope and dreams

Silent call - all are hearing now
Comes from the past - sledge hammer blow
Follow it - and be a conqueror
Awe you feel - the eerie calls

Power of past: frantic but true

All traces of modern race are being erased

All those years it slept
Waiting for this time
Now it conquers all
Rising pagan force

Silent call has enslaved all
Pagan force all now betroth
Gender time into the past
Semen of iconoclast

Power of past: frantic but true

All traces of modern race have been erased

Aftermath of past - children of the ashes
Flying all around - in the timeless woods
Figures in the mist - almost ephemeral
Dancing around the idols - ancient ritual

Appearing
Cleft in the time that's is forming the tunnel
To the past
Lead the sprinkling gates
Henceforward
Yore and the present times collide
Transforming
All to what it was

Underlings of sinful world
Dissolving in the light of days
When man and nature were the same
Cauterized by the virgin sun
They die!

Donation
Gift in the name of the old Slavic Gods
Penumbra
Slayed by the sunlight
Lethargy
Thrown away by the demons and wizards
Sleepless
In the nightside realm

Underlings of sinful world
Dissolving in the light of days
When man and nature were the same
Cauterized by the virgin sun
They die!

Accrued from the dust of ages
Riding fire-breathing beasts
Scourging present times and future
With the spells of darkest past

Rolling over times and history
Chariots of thunder and belief
Through the tunnel to forgotten times
Stars above these legion shine
They shine?

Crapulent weak human souls
In the woods inhabit place
Which the sunrays never reach
Trapped in the stone of Death
Death?

Paying price
For their sins
Eternal prison
Chastisement

Buried but undead
Still filled with desire
Lacerated flesh
Once burned in the fire

Torture never stops
For those ancient sinners
Cursed by the Gods
'Till the Dawn of Times

Living in the darkness
Immortal and mystic
Forlorn and forgotten
Condemned to this life

Suffering old sinners souls
In the Stone forever trapped
Covet life or, rather, death
Never to be satisfied
Never!

Paying price
For their sins
Eternal prison
Chastisement

Buried but undead
Still filled with desire
Lacerated flesh
Once burned in the fire

Torture never stops
For those ancient sinners
Cursed by the Gods
'Till the Dawn of Times

Living in the darkness
Immortal and mystic
Forlorn and forgotten
Condemned to this life

Waiting for their own death spirits do cry
Dreaming forever to fly to the sky
Still condemned to chastisement, for sins they pay
Dreaming the Great Gods would take them away
Away?

Arise of ancient force riding across the times
From forests it spreads its wings, devouring world itself?

Erasing all the present times Anamorphosis into past
From the ephemeral tunnel of yore unleashed legions
Wooden idols now alive and reigning the convoked force
Prosecution of the present world has now begun!

Wizards strike with lightings
Old ghosts are cleaning Earth
Praising wooden idols
Time is now to be reversed

Arise of ancient force riding across the times
From forests it spreads its wings, devouring world itself?

Now victory is on the edge on ancient pagan sword
New world will be baptized in blood and thus reborn
Nefarious is burned away and pummeled into ground
No modern gods or other trash is nowhere to be found

Wizards strike with lightings
Old ghosts are cleaning Earth
Praising wooden idols
Time is now to be reversed

Riding free among the woods
Wind is playing with their hair
Ancient warriors turned back time
Now all live in the just-born world
New world?
Our world?

Transilvanian Hunger...cold..soul
Your hands are cruel...to haunt..to haunt

The mountains are cold...soul...soul...
Careful..pale...forever at Night

Take me...can't you feel the Call
Embrace Me Eternally in your daylight slumber

To be Draped by the Shadow of your Morbid Palace
ohh, Hate Living...The only heat is warm blood

So Pure... So Cold
Transilvanian Hunger

Hail to the True, intense vampires
A story made for Divine fulfillment

To be the ones breathing a Wind of Sorrow
Sorrow and fright the dearest catharsis

Beautiful Evil Self to be the Morbid Count
A part of a Pact that is delightfully immortal

Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire
Transilvanian Hunger...my mountain is cold

So Pure... Evil, Cold
Transilvanian Hunger