Spellcraft & Heathendom - Behemoth

I’ve met in surrounding me nature

Spirits and deities wielding the element

In a field, in a forest, in rocks and caves

And I won their goodwill with sacrifices

Horses carried me to the skies

White, beautiful steeds… Beloved

I was attacking brushwood violently

I touched motherland…

Percus!

Magic cirkles and black stones

Percus!

Forest spells and damned souls

Percus!

I find worship in you

Percus!!!

They will return, dance like fire, as before

They will return, to the trees

To the forest of mine… To the kingdom!

The thunderer demons

Guards the sacred spot

During those cold nights

They found peace and consolation

I rediscover the power and charm

To defeat like a sorcerer

Like thousands years ago

Oaken castles from millenium before

They will rise once again… As a sign…

Percus!